High Liang was utterly surprised to find the current Fahai such a hypocrite, so utterly base and deceitful. "Fahai! Your schemes! To me, they're just passing clouds! Quickly! Bring out the White Serpent's true form! I only have three seconds! My patience is limited!" High Liang clenched his massive Dharma fist, striking a great hole in the incense altar, instantly extinguishing the drifting incense flames. Fahai was completely stunned that High Liang had publicly cut off his incense offerings—his very livelihood—and grew furious. Turning to High Liang, he declared, "She's the serpent demon! I see you're no ordinary mortal! Demons gather with demons! Very well—I'll make it happen for you!" With that, Fahai began to strum his large Buddha beads, chanting a spell that no one could understand. High Liang felt his head spinning. He suddenly felt utterly weak throughout his body. "Ah!" High Liang was amazed at how powerful Fahai's incantation truly was—his eyes remained filled with visions of Fahai chanting. "Boss! Boss!" "You must not fall! You must not fall!" The two stalwart bodyguards and the three friends shouted, yet Gao Liang still collapsed, falling beside the white serpent. Seeing her husband fall to the ground, Ying'er, now transformed into a white serpent, shed two clear tears down her cheeks. In her heart, she thought: "Husband! You shouldn't have come! I can die, but I don't want to burden you! My heart aches so deeply!" "Hah! Hah! Hah!" Fahai stood proudly, for he had witnessed the legendary Light God fall so easily—utterly defeated by just one great spell of confusion, sending Gao Liang unconscious. "Fahai! You base, unprincipled man! I will avenge my master!" The two bodyguards and the three friends charged forward together. Fahai smiled calmly, a hint of fierce determination appearing at the corners of his mouth. With only a slight recitation of his Great Spell of Confusion, the five of them fell one after another, senseless. The onlookers, now numb with awe, followed Fahai's lead, treating him as a divine being. "I am the god! I am "Ah! I wish to become a god! May the spirits take you!" Fan Hai exclaimed, his voice full of pride, as he stepped steadily toward the unconscious Gao Liang. Raising his poisoned needle, he plunged it toward Gao Liang. "Gao Liang! You're going to die! Once you're gone, I shall be the sovereign of this world!" But just as Fan Hai was about to finish the word "king," Gao Liang shot upright from the ground with a sudden spring, then launched a swift, lightning-fast kick. "Oh! Oh my!" Fan Hai cried out, his eyes blazing with golden stars and his ears ringing with the sound of the blow—Gao Liang had struck precisely at Fan Hai's temple. Fan Hai had never been defeated before; now, he was furious. He recited the Great Confusion Spell again, yet dared not utter it. It failed! Impossible! Impossible! He repeated it once more. Gao Liang placed his hand to his ear, mocking Fan Hai: "Recite! Recite! Recite!" And now, truly, the spell had no effect. "Highlight! You're not afraid of my spell?" Fo Hai was both astonished and terrified, hardly believing what was happening. Gao Liang smiled and said, "Fo Hai, you should know—I've perfected the invincible body! Your spell simply can't reach my ears!" "Were you just showing off just now?" Fo Hai couldn't believe it—Gao Liang had only pretended to be unconscious earlier. He immediately grew furious, throwing his Buddhist beads into the air and chanting, "Return to the Heavenly Beads! Manifest!" Soon, the beads transformed into a long, flowing chain that descended from the sky and settled around Gao Liang, encircling and trapping him. "Retrieve!" Fo Hai ordered, and the chain swiftly contracted. Gao Liang was soon tightly bound. He struggled, but the tighter he fought, the more the beads tightened. "Gao Liang! You're finally my defeated opponent! This demon—she shall suffer punishment! I will not let her harm the world!" "As the Buddha's disciple, Fahai, said, he gently placed the white serpent into the bowl, lifted it, and then disappeared with the serpent. The onlookers, stunned and motionless, shouted in unison, 'Fahai the Zen master! Fahai the Zen master! Truly a divine being! You are indeed our great deity!' After a while, the two great guardians and the three companions gradually awoke. Seeing their leader bound tightly by the beads of the Buddha's rosary, they became alarmed, rushing to untie him—only to find the knot tightening as they worked. 'Brothers! Don't worry about me! Go quickly and find Fahai the old rogue! Hurry! Ying'er is in danger! I can't free myself for now!' High Liang ordered. The two guardians immediately knelt down and declared, 'Master! Rest assured! Even if we must sacrifice ourselves, we will surely rescue the true divine lady!' After the two guardians and the three companions hurried off, High Liang sat quietly on the ground, allowing the rosary to tighten around him. He did not attempt to use his inner energy to resist—he simply relaxed, relaxed, and relaxed again." Gao Liang remained calm and composed. No matter how great the difficulties, he never lost heart. He believed that Fa Hai was only temporarily powerful. Fa Hai’s three magical arts—poisoned needles, a spell, a Buddhist bead, and a bowl—were all formidable, but to him, these four demonic artifacts were nothing. No matter how strong the artifacts, evil could never overcome good. Unfortunately, Highlight's efforts were clearly visible to the old demon, Fahai, who stood atop the highest tower of Fahuai Temple. "Highlight! Highlight! You think you can escape? That won't be easy!" Fahai cast a spell and threw something from his hand. It soared through the air, landing precisely on Highlight's body. Just as Highlight was about to break free, he suddenly felt his Buddhist beads locked in place. No matter how much energy he poured into resisting, it was all in vain. He looked down in astonishment—what a surprise! The beads had been encased in an impenetrable, sturdy lock at some point. "Ah! The Buddha King's Lock! The Buddha King's Lock! This lock is legendary—it's said no one in the universe can ever open it!" Highlight gasped, marveling at the words "Buddha King" engraved on the lock. With his eyes sharp as lightning, he suddenly saw Fahai, standing proudly on the tallest tower of Fahuai Temple, beaming with satisfaction. A surge of warmth rushed from his soles to the very top of his head. "Fahai! You are truly cunning! But I won "I'll win! I can win!" Gao Liang clenched his massive Dangjing fist and launched a powerful strike at the King of the Law. "Boom!" The King of the Law resonated, yet remained undamaged. At the highest tower, Fa Hai stood with unwavering confidence—the more painful and helpless Gao Liang became, the more satisfied Fa Hai felt. At this moment, Fa Hai began to perform his incantations, and the white serpent within the bowl started transforming, gradually returning to human form. For Fa Hai, accustomed to wielding magical arts, this astonishing transformation required only three minutes. Ying'er began to awaken within the vast bowl. As Fa Hai gazed upon her delicate body, drool flowed from his mouth. His eyes widened in astonishment, his tongue grew dry, and his lower body began to stiffen. His eyes, filled with desire, fixed intently on Ying'er's lush breasts—two peaks so magnificent that they could make any man in the world fall deeply in love. Ying'er was a first-rank beauty of the Immortal Realm. Even while pregnant, her beauty remained unimpaired, in fact, it grew even more graceful and refined. Hou Hai extended his "salty pig" hand, reaching toward Ying'er's soft chest. Ying'er tried to dodge, but found her body soft and powerless. At that moment, an arrow shot toward Hou Hai's "salty pig" hand—unprepared and only focused on the beauty, Hou Hai cried out in pain as the arrow struck his hand, the bone-piercing dart sinking deep into his forearm. Upon closer inspection, it was revealed to be the two bodyguards, Gao Liang. Hou Hai immediately erupted in rage: "You dare ruin my plans! What a lack of grace! Then let me have you all die!" With that, he lifted the bowl from his hands and hurled it toward Gao Liang and Jin Liang. Unaware of the bowl's power, Gao Liang and Jin Liang raised their swords to strike it. Unexpectedly, the bowl proved to be a magical artifact—it suddenly expanded and enveloped them. Inside the inverted bowl, the two bodyguards struggled desperately, unable to break free. "Hah! As long as you remain within the bowl for one full hour, you will turn to pus and blood and perish!" Hou Hai said with great satisfaction.