"Obstinate and unenlightened."
Huiji's face changed immediately, for they had just witnessed the power of the rocket artillery firing in unison.
Such war puppets may not be much for experts, but they are exceptionally deadly against the defenceless; those Outer Disciples, if bombarded indiscriminately, countless would perish.
"Heh, since you dare to meddle in sect warfare, then you must be prepared to face death."
"It seems you've been deeply corrupted by the ideology of the Demon Path, beyond salvation. Fine, today I will personally eliminate you, to prevent future calamities upon the common folk."
With a slap of his golden ruler, Huiji Monk released a burst of golden brilliance, which exploded with a pneumatic force—indeed, it was a Low Grade Magical Treasure.
Pale arms writhed out from Su Jie's body, swiftly ensconcing him within their secure embrace.
The golden light clashed with the Corpse Hands, annihilating one another, while Su Jie's indifferent voice echoed through.