Chapter 485 — Clash at the Golden Peak
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" He came forward and gently drew his hands apart to either side; sword lights flew from between his fingers and palms, about to carve away Little Tathagata's divine treasury, when suddenly Kui Wushen laughed aloud: "Yuan Ding, receive a bow from me! " The little demon cloud above the golden alms bowl rang and transformed into an altar, and Kui Wushen's primordial spirit bowed his head to the ground.
Little Tathagata's face changed drastically. Xing An sneered, "You want to kill him in front of me?
Dream on! " The sword light in his hand slashed down, and at once strands of dark radiance coiled about Little Tathagata, forming seal upon seal, countless runes shifting, binding his body fast. Kui Wushen bowed down upon the altar.
Little Tathagata gave a stifled groan; even through Xing An's seals, his primordial spirit was bowed out of his body, and it split into four and scattered into five, nearly sending his soul flying apart. Xing An's face changed as well; he struck out with a palm at the altar.
Kui Wushen laughed aloud, rose, and bowed down toward him.
Xing An's primordial spirit quaked, his soul and spirit at once dissolved, and he fell stiffly to the ground, breathless. The golden alms bowl gave a great clang and split into four; Kui Wushen's primordial spirit leaped out and stretched his limbs, laughing.
"A mere mortal—a clay chicken and a tile dog, not worth a single blow. You thought I meant to kill Yuan Ding to slap your face, never guessing that it was you I meant to kill! Good disciple, come here!
" Ban Gongcuo clutched that leg, trembling.
Just then, Xing An's box stirred. The box opened, and Xing An sat bolt upright, smiling.
"Fine shaman craft! "