As he gave the order, hundreds of warrior monks finally regained their senses.
After all, this was the heritage of a major sect in the Region; though surprised, they weren't in disarray.
"Hah!"
"Ho!"
Dozens of warrior monks, wielding staff-length poles, quickly fanned out and then swiftly converged, surrounding the four Demons.
Staff shadows overlapped, their Qi interconnected.
It must be said, the Arhat Formation of Baosha Temple truly had some skill to it.
These individuals were merely at the String Hearing Stage cultivation, but even a great Demon at the Bone Resonance stage, if deeply trapped within, would be exhausted to death by the relentless waves of attacks.
However.
It wasn't just a few brainless Demons that came tonight.
Huff... huff... a heavy panting sound emanated from the nostrils of the largest wild boar Demon.
It was Mythical Ape.
The red glow in his eyes intensified, and then, he suddenly spread his arms.
Buzz—
An extremely dense red mist gushed out!
The mist came extremely fast, carrying a sickeningly sweet stench, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped an area of dozens of zhang.
"What is that?!"
"Careful, it's poisonous! Hold your breath!"
The warrior monks were greatly alarmed, and their formation instantly showed a hint of panic.
But this red mist was not as simple as just poison gas.
"Ah—!!!"
From deep within the thick mist, a shrill scream suddenly echoed.
Immediately after, came the second scream, and the third.
"What is this?! Let go of me!!"
"Help! Something... something is grabbing my leg!"
Within the swirling red mist, countless blood-red whips, like tentacles, condensed.
They reached out from the mist, penetrating everywhere, tightly coiling around the ankles, necks, and waists of the warrior monks.
Once entangled, the blood-red tentacles tightened furiously like pythons.
Crack!
The sound of bones shattering echoed one after another in the red mist.
"Divine Ability... this is a Yao Race Divine Ability!!!"
Cloud Empty Supervisor watched this scene, his eyes splitting with rage.
This boar Demon actually mastered a Divine Ability!!!
"Break the formation! Kill that boar Demon first!"
He roared, ignoring his injuries, and charged towards Mythical Ape with two other String Hearing Stage deacons.
As long as this mist-releasing beast was dealt with, the rest would be easy!
However.
The moment they rushed into the red mist.
A colorful figure silently blocked their path.
It wore tattered half-clothing, and on its tiger face, there was an almost human-like mockery.
"Roar!"
Blade light flashed.
It wasn't random slashing, but a proper blade technique!
Fierce Tiger Quick Blade!
"This beast... knows martial arts?!"
Before everyone could react, a sinister wind came from the side.
A wolf Demon, like a ghost, darted out from the red mist, its sharp claws heading straight for a monk's throat.
"Get lost!!!"
The monk swung his staff horizontally, trying to force the wolf Demon back.
But the wolf Demon twisted its body, bending in mid-air, and using the momentum, it turned and clawed the monk's face.
Pfft—
Half of his face was torn off.
"Ah—!!!"
And on the other side.
The most terrifying Black Bear was like entering an uninhabited land.
It completely ignored the staffs hitting its body, and with one palm strike, several unlucky monks died tragically by its bear paw.
In just a moment.
Bodies lay strewn across the ground, blood flowing along the cracks in the bluestone slabs, pooling into puddles.
Except for the dozen or so monks with Bone Resonance cultivation, who stood back to back in a circle, still struggling to hold on.
The remaining hundreds of junior Disciples had all fallen in pools of blood.
Black Mountain Bear Lord bared its fangs with a wide grin, just as it was about to advance further.
Boom—!!!
Three vast, sea-like terrifying pressures erupted from deep within Qituo Mountain!
This pressure came extremely fast, carrying towering rage.
"Wretch!!!"
"How dare you commit violence in my Precious Temple!!!"
Accompanied by roars like thunder.
Three figures had already appeared in the courtyard.
Bang!
Qi waves surged, sending sand and stones flying.
When the dust settled.
Three old monks, clad in brocade kasayas, stood with grim faces, their eyes filled with murderous intent.
The one in the center, with a dark red face, held an iron monk's staff; he was the Chief of the Arhat Court, Wang Fan.
To his left, a gaunt figure whose eyes gleamed with sharp light; he was the Chief of the Bodhi Court, Wang Jue.
To his right, a portly figure with a benevolent face, now also wide-eyed with rage; he was the Chief of the Guest Reception Court, Wang Nian.
Excluding the deceased Chief of the Discipline hospital, Forgetting Dust.
The four Chiefs of Baosha Temple were all gathered today!
All of them were great powers in the Core Formation Realm!
The old monk in the center scanned the ground littered with dismembered limbs, his entire face twitching.
"You beast, are you truly mad? Baosha has not treated you poorly! Monthly blood sacrifices have never been short! What madness has possessed you?!"
...
The Black Bear dared not speak, glancing at the boar Demon beside it, and obediently shut its mouth.
With the arrival of the three Chiefs, more figures appeared in the distance.
Monks from other courts, having heard the commotion, arrived in dense throngs, numbering over a thousand, completely surrounding the Arhat Court.
Torches linked together, illuminating the night sky.
Facing such a certain death situation, ordinary Demons would have been scared out of their wits and begged for mercy.
But these four beasts... they only paused slightly.
Then, the tiger Demon slowly raised its arm, its blade pointing directly at the crowd.
"Charge!"
It let out a low growl, its long blade trembling, and instead of retreating, it charged forward towards the crowd.
The other three Demons also followed closely behind.
There was no fear in their eyes, only indifferent calm.
Anyway... even if they died, they would just return to the scroll!
"Not good!"
The portly Chief Wang Nian was greatly alarmed; these beasts, they were going to... "Stop them!"
Chief Wang Fan roared, his monk's staff carrying immense power, smashing down on the Demons' path of advance.
At the same time, the other two Core Formation experts also attacked simultaneously.
One palm, one finger, blocking all paths forward.
How terrifying was the might of Core Formation Realm experts attacking in anger?
Unfortunately, they seemed to have underestimated these beasts.
The Black Bear actually met the trio's fierce attacks head-on, enduring for a brief moment.
Boom—!
The next second.
Its skin was torn, its flesh mangled, and half of its body was crushed.
But the other three Demons had already used this opening to charge into the crowd.
"Roar—!"
The tiger Demon swung its long blade, cutting through them like melons and vegetables.
The boar Demon's red mist rose again, its tentacles frantically strangling.
The wolf Demon's figure was ghostly, specifically targeting weak points.
In the blink of an eye, dozens more monks fell in pools of blood.
The three Chiefs could no longer suppress the rage in their hearts.
"Die for me!!!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Under the absolute suppression of power, the three Demons ultimately failed to survive this round of encirclement and slaughter.
...
The Demons were dead.
But looking at the mess on the ground and the heavily casualties among the Disciples, the three Chiefs showed no joy on their faces.
After a long while.
Wang Nian frowned and stepped forward, wanting to examine the Demon corpses to find some clues.
But just as his hand was about to touch the Black Bear's corpse.
Whoosh—
The once massive Black Bear corpse, like rock weathered for a thousand years, instantly disintegrated.
It transformed into wisps of black smoke and dissipated into the night wind.
Not just the Black Bear.
The corpses of the other three Demons also did the same.
In just a blink of an eye.
Aside from the shocking pools of blood on the ground, not even half a strand of Demon fur remained.
"This..."
Wang Nian's hand froze in mid-air, his eyes filled with astonishment.
"What kind of method is this?"
The three exchanged glances, all seeing deep solemnity in each other's eyes.
If they were Demons, no matter how heaven-defying their methods, if they died, they should at least leave corpses.
But this bizarre disappearance... "Could it be the Demon Suppression Division?"
Wang Jue suddenly spoke, a murderous glint in his eyes, "I remember, a month ago, wasn't this Black Bear already killed by people from the Demon Suppression Division? Now it suddenly appears here again..."
"Impossible."
Wang Nian shook his head, flatly denying it.
"Although the Demon Suppression Division acts domineeringly, they are still court officials."
"And they have always taken it as their duty to slay Demons and eliminate evil, so how could they collude with Demons? And how could they command these beasts to betray us?"
At these words, everyone nodded.
Indeed.
If one were to say who hated the Demon Suppression Division the most in the world, it would naturally be the Demons.
"Resurrection from the dead? Such a method is unheard of, I don't think it's very likely... From this perspective... perhaps this beast narrowly escaped death, but for some unknown reason, it suddenly turned against us..."
"I said it long ago!"
Chief Wang Fan suddenly slammed his monk's staff, fuming, "Beasts are beasts after all! If the abbot hadn't insisted on keeping them back then, how could we be in such a situation?"
"Inviting a wolf into the house! Biting the hand that feeds it!"
"No... I need to go and ask this beast's elder brother properly."
Wang Nian quickly pulled him back, shaking his head, "Since the abbot did this, he naturally had his considerations... Moreover, that beast is currently in seclusion, and the abbot once said that no one should disturb him easily. We should... report to the abbot first..."