The highly experienced Master Zhishen understood clearly that the Asura Demon Ape was preparing a big move.

This guy also had an extremely rich combat experience and had to be on guard to avoid being caught off guard.

The best tactic was to interrupt its energy gathering early.

The Unmoving Ming King Statue started to move, causing a slight tremor on the ground instantly.

Thump, thump, thump.

It walked on the ground as if playing drums, and by this time, the Blood Corpses had already surrounded Master Zhishen completely.

Anger's copper bell-like eyes seemed quenched, and everywhere it looked, the Blood Corpses were enveloped in red flames, wailing and turning into strands of black smoke dissipating in the air.

Happy Face smiled gleefully, and a non-metal, non-jade, non-wood, non-stone pipa appeared in the originally empty hands.

The sound of the pipa rang out, and the nearby Blood Corpses exploded one after another.

The face of sorrow covered the face with both hands, emitting a mournful sound.

Blue tears fell through the fingers, instantly freezing any Blood Corpses they touched into ice.

The Asura Demon Ape opened its mouth and took a deep breath, bones rubbing against each other making a sound.

The Blood Evil Aura from its body became even more abundant.

The Blood Corpses drifting in the air seemed infected, gathering to form twelve massive Blood Corpses.

The Blood Corpses extended their hands, roaring like beasts, charging toward the Unmoving Ming King Statue.

"Hmph, you underestimate me too much."

"They are just mere illusions, show some real skill."

"Still! "Thunderous True Words from the throat shattered three charging Blood Corpses, as the left hand formed the Unmoving Ming King Seal, pouring the Blood Evil Aura into the illusory seal.

The slightly illusory Unmoving Ming King Statue became much more solid.

The talented Master Zhishen combined the Ten Dragons and Ten Tigers Demon Subduing Skill with the Unmoving Ming King Statue, merging their advantages to form the current Ten Dragons and Ten Tigers Unmoving Ming King Skill.

He could absorb various Blood Evil Auras to enhance his own momentum.

The muscles on the Asura Demon Ape's arm suddenly swelled threefold, its fist turning into a black meteor rushing toward Master Zhishen.

The fierce winds from the dense punches transformed into a primordial fierce ape attacking Master Zhishen.

Facing the tsunami-like incoming gusts of fists, Master Zhishen took a deep breath.

All six hands formed the Treasure Vase Seal, a defense-oriented seal technique.

A golden treasure vase enveloped him, as the black gusts of punches directly collided with the illusory treasure vase, producing thudding sounds.

Soon, numerous cracks appeared on the treasure vase, as Master Zhishen felt the storm-like pace of the punches, stepping back several times.

His bright eyes, sharp like a tempered steel cone, glared at the Asura Demon Ape's attack.

"Impossible, how could a mere Asura Demon Ape possess such barbaric power?"

"And it could shatter my prized Treasure Vase Seal."

Cracks appeared within the illusory treasure vase, seemingly sensing the pressure brought by the Asura Demon Ape.

The once-crying head suddenly lifted, two white lights shot out from the pupils, landing on the Treasure Vase Seal.

A biting cold surged, adding another layer of defense.

All six of his eyes widened, watching the six-armed demon ape smashing the ground and cracking stones opposite him.

Blood Evil Qi coiled around its body, each fiery red hair exploding with dark red Qi.

Master Zhishen did not take the blow head-on, skillfully directing the incoming barbaric power into the ground.

After a round of gusty punches, the Asura Demon Ape was drenched in sweat, breathing heavily, preparing for the next wave of attack.

Meanwhile, Master Zhishen was trembling from the shock, nursing his aching knuckles.

Miscalculation.

He hadn't expected the Twenty-Eight Constellations to have an Asura Demon Ape so adept at combat in their ranks.

If this Asura Demon Ape could learn the Unmoving Ming King Statue technique, its power would likely continue to grow.

The two took a brief rest, preparing for another onslaught.

Master Zhishen clasped his palms over his chest, with a golden bronze glow emerging all over his body.

This time he intended to block the Asura Demon Ape's attack with his Golden Body.

The Asura Demon Ape swung all six arms at once, stirring up a foul wind, with punches raining down like a storm.

But as he stood, a great glow enveloped him, with roots at his feet unwavering, and a lotus-shaped vitreous light screen emerged around him.

The fists struck the light screen, erupting with a sound like clashing gold and stone, fracturing the surrounding ground.

"Whew, Master, you must caution the Asura Demon Ape."

"Master Zhishen seems to still have energy in reserve, while your Asura Demon Ape's stamina is rapidly declining."

"You need to be ready to assist the Asura Demon Ape at any moment!"

Sure enough, not long after, behind Master Zhishen, a golden wheel of Sanskrit True Words formed, with dragon's roar and tiger's howl emanating from it, as the punch wind carrying the power of dragon and tiger shot forth.

The Asura Demon Ape crossed its six arms to block, scale armor clashing with the punch wind, sparking glaring sparks.

At this moment, it felt its organs rolling like overturning rivers and seas, blood flowing from its mouth, eyes, and ears.

The recent strike clearly dealt the Asura Demon Ape severe damage.

In the foul blood mist, the Asura Demon Ape's dark red pupils flashed fiercely, shattering its tongue tip with its fangs to spray a mist of blood.

It seemed to be planning a desperate fight to the death.

The Demon Spirit Cloak draped over Master Zhishen flapped wildly, as six hands formed seals together, suppressing the roaring Asura Demon Ape in the center of the Swastika Light Array.

The Asura Demon Ape felt as if it encountered a strong acid, emitting a sharp, piercing roar from its mouth.

Thick black smoke billowed out from its body.

At this moment, its body dispersed like foam.

"What, feeling sorry for your pet beast?"

Master Zhishen panted heavily, a cunning smile appearing on his lips.

With the Asura Demon Ape, which had pressured him the most, being recalled, Master Zhishen also released the Unmoving Ming King Statue state.

The Unmoving Ming King Statue consumed a lot of Master Zhishen's strength, serving as his lifesaving trump card.

"Master Zhishen, surrender."

"We will give you a quick end."

Zhang Lingxue advised Master Zhishen.

"Surrender, how could I surrender? I'd rather die than surrender."

"Hmph, you people only thrive on the resources provided by the Twenty-Eight Constellations."

"If I were part of the Twenty-Eight Constellations, I'd be far superior to you all."

Master Zhishen sneered, with the Evil God's aura starting to influence his mind.

One of his eyes turned black, while the other remained illuminated with Buddhalight.

"I am no worse than you, so why doesn't the Soul Artifact choose me?"

"What a ridiculous judgment method."

"They say I have an improper heart, can a Buddhist person have an improper heart?"

"What a great insult it is to me, a realized high monk, to be judged as having an improper heart in public."

Two streams of blood tears flowed from Master Zhishen's eyes.

"Nevertheless, I must thank you for allowing me into Section 750 and become a high-ranking member."

"I've already replaced the high-ranking members of Section 750 with my own people."

"Even if I die, my orders will be carried out without question."

"Let me tell you, those unspeakable beings imprisoned in Section 750 will be released."

"By then, the Flame Country will become a barren wasteland."

"The older you get, the more you talk."

"The time has come, time to send you on your way."

"On the Path to the Underworld, have a safe journey."

The previously vanished Unmoving Ming King Statue reappeared around Master Zhishen.

Six fists, unstoppable as a spear, slammed towards Ye Bai and Zhang Lingxue.

"Die, die!"

The three heads spoke in unison.

But Ye Bai remained unperturbed.

"Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly, how long are you going to loaf around, start working."

The Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly touched its nose and smiled sheepishly.

The Statue of the Evil God looked at Master Zhishen's Unmoving Ming King Statue, showing a trace of fear in its eyes.

"Indeed, this guy is my nemesis."

"Originally, I thought he was under my control, but it turned out to be him disguising all along."

"Hmph, but I'll break free soon, and when I do, I will parasitize his body."

"Such a strong body will surely withstand my power."

"The power of the Myriad Dragon Slash is starting to wane, I'm about to get free."

"Oh, no!"

At that moment, the Statue of the Evil God suddenly let out a shrill scream.

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