129: Chapter 129 Old man, you cheated!

"What was that?"

The Iron-Backed Bear King stopped in his tracks, his bronze bell-sized eyes staring ahead.

The Rift-Wind Wolf King's pupils constricted violently, his voice hoarse and hurried: "Could there be someone else here?!"

"Boom!"

Just then, from the darkness, two stone statues lunged out from either side—one was a stone tiger, and the other was a stone eagle.

The stone tiger's body was a size larger than the Iron-Backed Bear King's, its entire body covered in greenish-gray stone armor, inscribed with crooked runes that were dull and devoid of light.

The stone eagle had a wingspan of two zhang, its stone feathers sharp as knives, shimmering with a cold light in the gloom.

The eyes of the two mechanical beasts flickered with a ghostly blue light; they possessed no aura of life, yet the pressure they exerted was by no means weak.

"Roar!"

The Iron-Backed Bear King let out a furious roar, his terrifying Demon Power surging as he smashed his fists toward the stone tiger.

The stone tiger did not dodge or evade, taking the punch head-on; its body merely swayed, but its claws had already raked across the Iron-Backed Bear King's chest.

"So tough!!"

The Iron-Backed Bear King let out a muffled grunt; three bloody gashes appeared on his chest, and fresh blood flowed down his belly.

The Rift-Wind Wolf King lunged from the side, five wind blades shooting from the tips of his claws to strike the stone eagle's wings.

The stone eagle's wings were slashed with several cracks by the wind blades, but they did not shatter; its body tilted, and its sharp claws raked toward the Rift-Wind Wolf King.

The Rift-Wind Wolf King dodged to the side, the stone eagle's claws grazing past his shoulder.

"Dammit!!"

The two sides became entangled in a fierce battle.

The Iron-Backed Bear King and the stone tiger traded blow for blow; the stone tiger's fists were as hard as iron, and every punch made the Iron-Backed Bear King wince in pain.

The Rift-Wind Wolf King and the stone eagle grappled in the air; the stone eagle's speed was astonishing, every dive accompanied by fierce claw strikes, leaving several bloody gashes on the Rift-Wind Wolf King's body.

The sounds of the battle echoed through the cave, traveling far.

At this moment, above the ruins, not far away, the people from the Luoxia Sect and the Xuanyi Sect heard the noise simultaneously.

A glint flashed through Granny Bixia's cloudy, aged eyes.

"There is movement over there."

"Let's go, let's take a look."

She led the Luoxia Sect Disciples toward the direction of the sound.

As time passed, when they approached...

"Boom!"

A loud explosion erupted from beneath the ground.

The soil surged and gravel flew as the massive body of the Iron-Backed Bear King shot up from underground, smashing a crater several zhang wide into the ground.

His right claw was clamped tightly onto the stone tiger's head, his five fingers like hooks, deeply embedded into the stone armor, which was now covered in dense cracks.

"This damn thing, it's exhausted me."

He let out a furious roar and squeezed his claw violently.

With a loud "crack," the stone tiger's head shattered, fragments scattering everywhere to reveal the hollow mechanical core inside.

The stone tiger's body lost its support and collapsed with a crash, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"I've finished mine, too."

The Rift-Wind Wolf King followed close behind, leaping from underground with lightning speed, performing a flip in mid-air before landing steadily on the ground.

He had one of the stone eagle's wings in his mouth, and with a violent shake, he slammed the stone eagle heavily onto the ground.

The stone eagle's wings had been torn apart by him, its stone feathers scattered all over the ground, revealing the severed runes and broken mechanical structures beneath.

The stone eagle twitched twice on the ground, the ghostly blue light in its eyes gradually dimming until it finally extinguished completely.

Amidst the remains of the two mechanical beasts, two blood-red beads lay quietly among the rubble, emitting a faint red glow.

The light was not blinding, but it made one's heart tremble; it was like two beating hearts, or perhaps two open eyes.

The eyes of the Iron-Backed Bear King and the Rift-Wind Wolf King lit up simultaneously; that allure was emanating precisely from these two beads.

The Iron-Backed Bear King bent down to pick up one, and the Rift-Wind Wolf King picked up the other.

The beads were warm to the touch, and a gentle power surged from their claws into their bodies, so comfortable that they nearly cried out.

"Good stuff."

The Iron-Backed Bear King said in a muffled voice.

The Rift-Wind Wolf King licked his lips, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly raised his head, his ghostly green eyes staring fixedly at the edge of the ruins.

There, Granny Bixia and the Luoxia Sect Disciples were already standing on the pile of rubble, her cloudy, aged eyes fixed on the blood-red beads in their hands.

At this moment, Inner Sect Elder Han Song also happened to arrive with the Xuanyi Sect Disciples.

The gazes of both groups fell upon the two blood-red beads, greed almost overflowing from their eyes.

The Iron-Backed Bear King's expression darkened, his bronze bell-sized eyes staring at Granny Bixia, his voice muffled: "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen Grandpa Bear fight?"

As he spoke, he swallowed the blood-red bead into his belly with his claw.

"Old Wolf, it looks like there's going to be a fight."

The Rift-Wind Wolf King licked his claws, a fierce glint flashing in his ghostly green eyes, his voice hoarse and low: "If we fight, we fight. Who's afraid of whom?"

The state of the two was not very good right now.

After the fierce battle, they had consumed nearly sixty percent of their Demon Power, and at the same time, they had sustained various degrees of injuries.

Granny Bixia fingered her prayer beads, a glint flashing in her cloudy, aged eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned as she revealed a kind, benevolent smile.

She waved her hand.

"The two Great Kings should not misunderstand; how would this old woman dare to make a move against you two? I am just passing by, merely passing by."

As she spoke, she even took a step back, signaling the Luoxia Sect Disciples to retreat as well.

The Iron-Backed Bear King and the Rift-Wind Wolf King exchanged a glance, the vigilance in their eyes relaxing slightly.

"Consider yourself sensible."

Just then, the smile on Granny Bixia's face, who had originally turned around, suddenly vanished, and a cold light flashed in her cloudy, aged eyes.

She violently threw the prayer beads from her hand; the moment they left her hand, all one hundred and eight beads lit up with blinding golden light, spinning rapidly in the air to transform into a massive golden Formation that descended from the sky, shrouding the Iron-Backed Bear King and the Rift-Wind Wolf King within it.

"Not good!"

The Rift-Wind Wolf King's pupils constricted violently, his body retreating explosively, but the speed of the prayer bead Formation was too fast—too fast for him to react in time.

Golden beams of light shot out from the Formation, trapping him and the Iron-Backed Bear King tightly in the center.

The pressure of the Formation was as heavy as a mountain and as deep as an abyss, forcing their spines to bend inch by inch, causing their bones to creak and groan, and making it difficult for them to even breathe.

"You old wretch, you're cheating!"

The Iron-Backed Bear King let out a furious roar and smashed his fists violently toward the Formation, Demon Power condensing on his fists, causing the Formation to tremble violently and the beams of light to flicker unsteadily.

But the power of the Formation was too strong; he struck three times, but only caused the Formation to sway, failing to break it at all.

The Rift-Wind Wolf King also attacked from the side, five wind blades shooting from his claw tips to strike the Formation; the wind blades shattered, but the Formation remained unmoved.

Granny Bixia let out a cold laugh, her cloudy, aged eyes filled with icy intent, her voice hoarse and deep: "Two Great Kings, this old woman also does not wish to make a move against you."

"But those two beads—I am determined to have them today."

She formed hand seals with both hands, and spiritual power surged into the Formation like a tidal wave; the light of the Formation grew increasingly intense, and the pressure became greater and greater.