645: I am the hedgehog, kill him!

Sect Leader Ding Dong frowned slightly, looking at Blood Depletion Dao Consort with a hint of displeasure…

However, in the instant Sect Leader Ding Dong’s Divided Soul was distracted.

The corpse suddenly opened its eyes, an ominous Qi erupted from its body, a cold and deathly aura, like a sudden storm, transforming into countless sharp blades that burst outwards.

The blood hands restraining the corpse instantly shattered for the most part, and the corpse stood upright, while Ding Sanmou and Sect Leader Ding Dong were struck by the myriad blades, forcing them to activate their Magic Treasures to protect themselves.

But if they moved, their original secret technique would collapse on its own.

Just then, in the sky above, a vibrant wooden sword hung suspended, not yet falling, and after its divine light dispersed, it slashed through the air, and as far as the eye could see, the surrounding space seemed to warp and distort, being cut apart.

Thousands of invisible blades rushed through, but they seemed to hit a solid wall, all disappearing without a trace, no one knew where they went.

The corpse looked up at the sky, its body like a firecracker, leaping up, and the blood hands gripping its legs exploded, turning into dust.

“My Devil is merciful!” Little Devil Buddha cried out, pressing his palms together.

A completely black, ferocious-faced Buddha, with even some missing limbs, suddenly appeared, striking out with a palm from mid-air.

The divine light transformed into a sky-covering canopy, pressing down on the corpse’s head.

“Boom!”

The palm shattered, and the incomplete divine light Buddha phantom shattered again, Little Devil Buddha let out a muffled groan, falling to the ground, his Qi instantly weakening by more than half; his previous injuries hadn't healed, and now he was even more injured…

The corpse shot up into the sky, and before it landed, its face slowly disintegrated and disappeared, leaving a flat, featureless surface, all its facial features gone, and the remaining hair on its head also fell off and dispersed…

It looked extremely bizarre.

“If he escapes, we can only give up exploring this place,” Duan Kong said in a deep voice, once again manipulating the wooden sword to slash through the air.

They all knew it without him saying.

After the Faceless Man returned to his original state, his Qi leaked out, and his strength was indeed not weak.

But at this moment, no one dared to let him escape, they could only work together, no matter what the final outcome, or who might fall, the Faceless Man was definitely doomed to die.

The Faceless Man plummeted, extending a palm to directly confront Duan Kong’s attack, Duan Kong’s secret technique.

Half of his right palm was severed as if by a sharp blade, the cut was smooth, but not a single drop of blood flowed out.

The Faceless Man twisted his body, head down and feet up, but he seemed to be treading on air, rushing madly, escaping the encirclement.

However, where he landed, Shen Bei was standing there, looking up at him, grinning and smiling at him.

The Faceless Man extended his left hand and pressed down from the air.

A heavy pressure descended, Shen Bei’s waist lowered, as if carrying a mountain on his back, his bones all making cracking sounds.

Shen Bei hunched his waist, secretly sighing.

This guy probably truly couldn’t sense Bridal Gown’s anomaly…

And in the distance, Little Devil Buddha sensed it clearly: Shen Bei bent down as if bowing, and the Faceless Man descended from the sky, striking down with a palm…

The first thing he would hit was Bridal Gown.

For a moment, Little Devil Buddha’s expression was quite subtle.

This shameless person actually used this trick again!

It was fortunate that this lost powerful being had already lost her clear consciousness.

If she were to regain consciousness for a moment someday, and if she could remember what had happened before, she might just slap this shameless person to death!

It would be even better if she regained consciousness just as she was being used.

At this thought, Little Devil Buddha’s ferocious expression even became a little more peaceful.

Why contend with Shen Bei, why argue about temporary superiority; let him be arrogant for a while, and then they would see him in due time.

There would always be a day when he died miserably.

And the Faceless Man was about to be hit, Little Devil Buddha’s demeanor became even more peaceful.

He even felt that the anger and demonic thoughts that constantly arose after becoming a devil had improved somewhat…

Here, one of the Faceless Man’s hands ultimately did not land on Bridal Gown’s body.

As if exceeding a certain threshold, Bridal Gown, who had been quietly acting like a lady, not even leaking a trace of Qi.

Suddenly raised her hand and gently waved her large sleeve.

The vermilion embroidered golden sleeve, as if blown by a strong wind, simply swung up like that…

And struck the Faceless Man’s arm.

“Crack…”

The Faceless Man’s descending left arm exploded with a bang, turning into dust!

The large sleeve continued its momentum, gently sweeping across the Faceless Man’s chest.

Time seemed to freeze.

The Faceless Man’s chest instantly caved in, and after a slight pause, his body suddenly disappeared from everyone’s sight.

The next moment, a muffled thud was heard three miles away, from a high wall.

The Faceless Man was embedded in the wall like a fresco, his limbs twisted into grotesque shapes, and tiny, spiderweb-like cracks spread densely around him.

Everyone immediately understood, fearing that all of the Faceless Man’s bones were shattered beyond recognition.

Drops of cold sweat fell, and everyone’s faces showed horror.

At this moment, inexplicably, they all felt a sense of empathy for Little Devil Buddha.

Little Devil Buddha would rather suffer severe backlash than touch Bridal Gown; he was simply too wise.

Shen Bei was now a hedgehog, carrying a human-shaped weapon of mass destruction that could passively counterattack; whoever touched it would die!

“Is he dead?” Duan Kong swallowed, a drop of cold sweat on his temple splattering on the ground with a plop.

“This place is the Dao Palace of a titled Dao Lord, a complete entity, comparable to a Treasure Artifact; for us, leaving even a small mark here is extremely difficult…” Little Devil Buddha didn’t finish his sentence, but everyone understood.

The Faceless Man was embedded in the wall, and even the wall was on the verge of collapsing.

Yet they couldn’t even leave a white mark on the wall.

If the Faceless Man didn’t die like this, then they were out of options.

“Let’s go take a look.” Shen Bei stepped forward and walked towards that direction.

For some reason, his hand felt itchy, and looking at the Faceless Man now, he inexplicably found him much more pleasing to the eye.

Shen Bei’s heart skipped a beat, “Am I becoming a pervert?”

“To find a corpse pleasing to the eye?”

No, it should be a precursor to complete mental breakdown.

He closed his eyes and took a moment to compose himself, then opened them again to look at the Faceless Man.

Indeed, it was all an illusion.

The Faceless Man was still repulsive, truly ugly.

All the way there, the Faceless Man remained silent, but Shen Bei didn’t relax his guard.

This guy had a record; his acting skills at faking death were even better than his acting skills at faking life.

But before Shen Bei could get close, he suddenly heard a sound…

“Buzz…”

As the sound fell, two blood-colored crescent moons appeared in mid-air.

The headless Blood Moon Death Servant appeared out of thin air by the wall, grabbed the Faceless Man’s shoulder with one hand, and like pulling a noodle, pulled the Faceless Man, whose bones were shattered and whose life or death was unknown, off the wall…