185: Chapter 185: Moth-to-flame attack

"Everyone be careful, this is a Tier 3 Mental Controller! Retreat!" Qu Zhengping shouted.

Everyone dodged the spears and, hearing Qu Zhengping's command, quickly retreated back into the circle.

"Looks like you have some sense! If you kneel and surrender, I can consider sparing your lives and recommending you to join our Holy Sect," the Bearded Man said, suspending 14 spears in the air.

"So what if he's Tier 3! If he dares to cause trouble for the Red Lotus Sect, then he should be prepared to die!" Qu Zhengping said.

"Stubborn! Then die!" The Bearded Man extended two fingers forward, and the spears flew out again.

Qu Zhengping looked at everyone, and they all nodded, as if they had made a decision.

Just as the spears approached, 14 of the 18 Guardians flew directly towards them. They didn't dodge but instead reached out their hands to grab the spears.

The spears were crafted from the sharp claws of insects, and their sides were covered with sharp barbs.

If one were to truly try to grab them bare-handed, not only would they fail to grasp them, but their hands would certainly be ruined.

However, they wore protective suits, so they didn't have to worry about their hands being cut.

The Bearded Man frowned when he saw this action.

"They're grabbing spears bare-handed! These people have quite a secret on them!"

He knew that the 18 people in front of him had average combat strength. Logically, they shouldn't be able to block his spears, so this ability must have been achieved with external means. It was very likely related to the clothes they were wearing.

After the 14 Guardians controlled the spears, the remaining 4 Guardians charged directly at the Bearded Man.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang~"

In an instant, Qu Zhengping and the other three were sent flying.

After they landed, they clutched their chests to ease the pain, then charged back up again.

"Hmph! Just moths flying into a flame!" The Bearded Man scoffed.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang~"

The four were sent flying again.

The four struggled to get up and charged forward once more.

"In the face of absolute power, any struggle is useless!" The Bearded Man mocked.

But just then, he realized something was amiss.

"Where did the other 14 Guardians go?"

"They were just holding my spears!"

"No, I can't feel my spears anymore!"

The Bearded Man didn't have time to use his mental power to investigate, as the four Guardians attacked again.

He could only unleash four consecutive palms, forcing them back first.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang~"

The four were sent flying again.

"It seems these people are trying to attract my attention with repeated attacks! But what is their goal?" The Bearded Man had realized it in an instant.

He closed his eyes, sensing the presence of the spears, but still couldn't feel them.

In just these two or three seconds of distraction, the 14 Guardians had already charged at him from all directions.

"Seeking death!" The Bearded Man was thoroughly enraged.

"Bang~, bang~, ..." The Bearded Man constantly monitored movements from every direction, quickly sending one person after another flying as they charged at him.

But there were too many people, and they were too fast, so eventually, someone got close.

One Guardian successfully got close and held him tightly.

The Bearded Man made several fierce attacks but couldn't shake him off.

Then came the second, the third...

Seven or eight Guardians surrounded the Bearded Man tightly, and for a moment, the battle reached a stalemate.

"Master!" The Saint Son shouted, charging directly over.

The remaining ten people, seeing this, gritted their teeth and pounced, blocking the Saint Son.

Both sides were injured, and several Guardians held back the Saint Son. Qu Zhengping struck with a palm, sending the Saint Son flying.

The Saint Son immediately coughed up blood.

"Ah!" The Bearded Man exploded in rage.

He concentrated an enormous amount of power and unleashed it in one breath.

The seven or eight Guardians holding him were unable to withstand it and were all sent flying.

"With this little power, you still want to contend with my Holy Sect?" The Bearded Man stretched his limbs and continued to mock.

By now, the situation of the battle was basically clear.

All 18 Guardians were injured, and their injuries were not light; they were still struggling on the ground.

The Saint Son was also heavily injured and lying on the ground.

Now, the only one still able to fight was the Bearded Man.

"Master, that Red Lotus in the sky is not simple; we must obtain it," the Saint Son reminded him.

After hearing the Saint Son's words, the Bearded Man looked up at the sky. Then he lowered his head and said:

"Hand over the method to control the Red Lotus, and I might consider sparing your lives."

"Never! You thieves, you steal the doctrines of my Red Lotus Sect, and now you want to seize our sect's sacred artifact. We will never let you succeed!" Qu Zhengping shouted.

"On the verge of death, and still spouting nonsense! Then you shall die!" The Bearded Man said through gritted teeth.

"Stop!" Another voice rang out.

The Bearded Man stopped his movements and looked towards the voice.

He saw a person wearing a blood-red cloak with gold trim, standing suspended beneath the Red Lotus.

This person was Weng Peng.

"Who are you?" The Bearded Man asked.

"Evil will not be eradicated, and the Red Lotus will not cease. Your sins are monstrous, and your blood debts are numerous. Now, only by quickly converting can you preserve your lives," Weng Peng said.

His voice was amplified by the Red Lotus aircraft, so when he spoke, it was like a heavenly sound, deeply moving.

The Bearded Man frowned in thought.

Too bizarre!

How could this voice be so loud? How powerful must he be?