116: Battle of the Saints

Tang Ku stopped about a thousand meters away, which completely put the guy hidden in the dark at ease.

The bald monk was pinching his chin, looking very worried, and the guy shook his head helplessly: "It seems I was overthinking... Haha, just a bald man, what ability could he have? Could he be stronger than Lord Hades?"

However, the next second, he realized he was wrong. He had already lost sight of the monk, and at the same time, he felt a warmth on the back of his neck as a large hand, like an iron pincer, clamped tightly around his throat. The immense strength instantly gave him a terrifying sense of suffocation.

"Haha, I found you!"

The voice in his ear was so close, and the corner of his eye even caught a glimpse of a moon-white robe.

"It's that bald man... When?" A strong feeling of discomfort and suffocation came over him, making him almost faint. He had no idea how the other party appeared behind him, and he didn't even know how the other party found him.

Swish!

Light and shadow flickered, and a short figure appeared in Tang Ku's hand. His height was less than three feet, or about one meter, and he looked like a giant bat.

Or rather, a person with dwarfism wearing a small, bat-like purple-black Netherworld Cloth.

"Haha, it really is you, Netherworld's Gargoyles!"

Tang Ku gripped his neck tightly and sneered, "These things are controlled by you, aren't they? Since you are called Gargoyles, then you must be very 'sensible', right? Immediately put these things away, otherwise, I'll kill you right now!"

"No... impossible!" Beneath the Gargoyles' ugly mask, the guy struggled, "I... if I don't... don't obey... orders... I'll... I'll die... die a horrible death!"

Tang Ku chuckled, "Don't exaggerate, aren't you people from the Netherworld already dead? Can it get any worse?"

"Haha... you... you kill me... Lord Hades... will... will definitely not let you go..." The Gargoyles stubbornly sneered.

"Oh... then I'll grant your wish!"

Tang Ku raised his right fist, aiming at the back of the other party's head, ready to finish him off quickly.

Suddenly, a warning sign flashed in his mind. He loosened his hand and dodged to the side. Immediately, he saw the Gargoyles' body instantly struck by a black light wave, and then the Gargoyles let out a tragic scream. Finally, his body, along with his Netherworld Cloth, turned into countless flying ashes and disappeared into the air.

Tang Ku looked back and saw that Radamanthys had now turned into a large black "hedgehog." Black light waves continuously spread out from him in all directions. Some Night-Walking Divine Dragons had even become targets; as soon as their bodies touched the black light, they would be torn to shreds, turning into dust and disappearing.

Over there, Nezha and the others had already spotted Tang Ku's figure and were overjoyed. Then they heard Wu Zhen exclaim happily, "Master, come help!"

Tang Ku gave a helpless bitter smile and immediately joined the battle, helping to eliminate the remaining Night-Walking Divine Dragons.

Without a commander, the monsters' combat power and coordination instantly dropped by a level. For a time, they were routed.

Meanwhile, Radamanthys pressed his palms together, and his figure suddenly transformed into hundreds of phantoms, instantly surrounding Shi Jingmo.

"Virgo, bring out your Saint Cloth, otherwise you will die under this move!"

Radamanthys's voice came from all directions, as if he had truly transformed into countless figures, about to attack from all sides.

"I told you, your cultivation is not enough!" Shi Jingmo shook his head and said, "Go ahead and unleash your move. Even without my Saint Cloth, I will not be defeated by someone like you!"

"Good, this is my improved ultimate move, Maximum Caution! Take it!"

All the Radamanthys spoke these words simultaneously, then simultaneously aimed their palms at Shi Jingmo.

Boom!

Hundreds of dark shockwaves, in an encircling formation, fiercely blasted towards Shi Jingmo. These energy impacts were extremely powerful; it seemed as if the air was sucked out by these light waves in that instant, forming an absolute vacuum in the very center. Then, like a machine gun, all these attacks converged on Shi Jingmo's position in the very center.

The dark energy formed an absolute death zone, with a powerful explosion erupting in the core area.

With a deafening roar, a perfectly circular mushroom cloud erupted outwards from the center. The terrifying energy seemed to shake the heavens and earth.

Everyone's gaze, including those of the Night-Walking Divine Dragons, converged on that direction, while the Brick on the side whined anxiously, but did not know how to help Shi Jingmo, who was at the core of the explosion.

However, Tang Ku only glanced at it before turning his head back and continuing to clear out the monsters.

"Haha, an attack of this level... won't harm Shi Jingmo in the slightest!"

This was Tang Ku's thought.

As he expected, a small, perfectly sized orb of light suddenly appeared within the mushroom cloud, seemingly just large enough to envelop a person. Subsequently, a strange sound reverberated through the heavens and earth.

It was like the roar of an ox, but grander and more expansive, as if the Concept of the Universe was contained within that single sound.

Hum!

The Heavenly Dance Treasure Wheel suddenly opened, shattering the mushroom cloud into countless points of light. The golden figure hovered within the Heavenly Dance Treasure Wheel, smiling as he looked at the enemy directly opposite him.

"Haha, you are the Wyvern of Heavenly Might, are you?"

Shi Jingmo pressed his palms together and smiled indifferently, "No matter how strong your power, no matter how intense your Evil Qi, you can never overcome my boundless Buddha Dharma..."

Within the golden light, the hundreds of Radamanthys figures disappeared, leaving only the one directly opposite. At this moment, he was looking at Shi Jingmo with a shocked expression, already unable to speak.

Unbeknownst to him, his ability to speak had been stripped away.

"The combination of Buddha Dharma and the Universe is also the source of power for this move of mine..."

He raised his fist, and a terrifying force, seemingly benevolent yet explosively powerful, converged to a single point. Radamanthys's pupils had already turned completely white, seemingly unable to perceive the scene before him.

However, the fear of impending death continued to spread through his nerves.

"I will die, my Soul and body will perish together... Lord Hades... I... I can no longer be loyal to you!"

There was only one thought in his mind, and his last sensation was also stripped away, leaving only the Seventh Sense that Saint Seiya possess, continuing to feel the fear of approaching death.

"Buddha's wrath, then Subduing Demons, Amitabha!"

It was also a mushroom cloud, but it completely tore the Netherworld Cloth's figure to shreds.