Lěng Yè's gaze swept over the near-hysterical Fèng Jiǔsōng without a ripple, a hint of contempt lacing his tone. "If you had chosen any other method, perhaps I would have been three parts wary. But you chose to detonate your Dharma Form—utterly foolish."
He reached out and easily pocketed the rare treasure, then charged forward without hesitation toward Fèng Jiǔsōng's Dharma Form. At the very moment the Dharma Form was about to self-destruct, Lěng Yè shielded Old Master Lěng behind him, threw his arms tightly around the prayer mat, and bore the brunt of the horrific impact. Though his physical body was nearly ground away and half of his torso vanished without a trace, relying on his immortal and indestructible trait, Lěng Yè managed to survive the catastrophic explosion.
His tattered body quivered slightly. Enduring the excruciating pain until his flesh gradually regenerated, Lěng Yè let out a long breath and muttered a curse under his breath, "Damn it... what a lunatic."
Chapter 1492