Gao Liang looked at Fa Hai with disdain and said, "He who does many wrongs shall surely fall! Though your Buddhist beads are powerful, they can never overcome righteousness. I was so pain-stricken that I jumped into West Lake. Unexpectedly, when I dove deep into the lake's depths, I found a set of keys—exactly the ones needed to unlock this very lock! With these keys, I am now the true master of the Lock of the Buddha King!" Fa Hai's face turned as pale as ashes—never had he imagined that Gao Liang, through misfortune, had turned his adversity into fortune. Gao Liang then stormed at Fa Hai, declaring, "Any man who harms my women shall die!" As he spoke, a celestial palm strike from Shaolin came rushing toward Fa Hai. The moment Gao Liang unleashed his Heavenly-Deficient Palm, the sky and winds changed, the heavens dimmed, and sand and stones began to whirl and fly. Fa Hai quickly lifted his inverted bowl to meet the attack. Boom! Boom! Boom! Three thunderous impacts, and the bowl was pierced with a large hole. From within the hole emerged two of his bodyguards, the two great金刚s, who shouted Master Fa Hai tapped the wooden fish, hoping to bewilder the three with his mist-magic potion—only to find that Gao Liang had anticipated this move, launching a swift kick that sent the wooden fish flying. All of Master Fa Hai’s supernatural arts proved ineffective against Gao Liang. Sweat beaded on his brow, clearly indicating that Fa Hai was no match for Gao Liang. Yet, Fa Hai was cunning—he darted suddenly toward Ying'er, seizing her and holding her captive. Due to the mist-magic potion Fa Hai had administered, Ying'er mistook him for Gao Liang and cried out, “Gao Liang! Gao Liang!” Yet, the Gao Liang she saw now had a curved blade pressed firmly against his neck. Fa Hai shouted at Gao Liang, “If you strike one more palm, I’ll kill her!” As he moved his hand slightly, Ying'er’s face turned pale. Gao Liang was deeply moved—never having imagined Fa Hai to be so treacherous—immediately bellowed, “Fa Hai! Stop! As long as you leave Ying'er unharmed, you may go!” At the same time, he gave a subtle signal to his two "Ha! Ha! Ha!" Fahai held Ying'er and retreated toward the base of the tower of Fahuai Temple. Soon they reached the ground floor of the temple tower. Fahai felt immensely pleased—now Ying'er was completely disoriented, mumbling names of Gaoliang, even calling him "my husband!" and genuinely believing she was Gaoliang herself. What a delight! Fahai's desire grew strong as he began to tear at Ying'er's skirt. To his surprise, Ying'er offered no resistance. With that, Fahai felt even more satisfied, and he pulled out the troublesome member he had been holding onto. Suddenly, a flash of white light erupted, and with a swift cut, the member was severed. "Oh! Oh! Ah! Ah!" Fahai howled like a pig being slaughtered. The entire member was cleanly cut off, spilling blood across the ground. Fahai was stunned, clutching the severed member tightly with both hands, blood flowing uncontrollably, soon forming a large pool on the floor. Looking up, he saw Fei-Zhu Deng—one of the three high-achieving friends—holding a steel knife, blood streaming down its blade. Then he noticed Wei-Zhou Yang and Soft-Shell Wu approaching from behind, forming a triangular encirclement around him. Wu moved swiftly, seizing the slightly disoriented Ying'er and pulling her to a safe spot just as Fa Hai was shouting. The Feng-Huo Hall brothers were all present, strong and imposing, determined to protect Ying'er—the most important woman in their leader's life. Fa Hai couldn't believe that his three trusted friends had become so strong and resolute at this crucial moment; he was furious and launched a volley of poisoned needles, attacking them from multiple angles. Fa Hai's needles were particularly deadly—anyone struck by one would die from the poison within a single second. The three friends showed no fear, wielding their large knives and deflecting most of the needles to the ground. However, three needles managed to slip in from the side, striking them. Fa Hai smiled coldly, "That was just a distraction—disrupting your coordination!" What truly shines are these three venomous needles! For goodness' sake, I've severed my penis right there! I'm going to make you all completely collapse!" As the three friends faced their most dire peril and Fahai basked in his confident arrogance, a figure plummeted swiftly from the pagoda, faster than an arrow. "Heavenly Wounded Palm!" With a thunderous roar, High Light thrust both palms simultaneously, directly targeting the three needles. This was his Shaolin monastery's signature technique, amplified to its peak through a top-tier divine ability. "Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three resounding impacts shook the pagoda. "Move! Move!" High Light shouted urgently to the three friends and the brothers of the Wind and Fire Hall. The brothers immediately obeyed, swiftly retreating toward the outer edge of the pagoda. Ying'er had already been escorted to a safe location by the Wind and Fire Hall brothers. High Light's Heavenly Wounded Palm proved exceptionally powerful, forcing the three needles to converge upon Fahai. "Ah! My goodness! What on earth!" "How could Master Fa Hai have imagined that the poisoned needle he had painstakingly crafted, once hailed as the number one poison in the world, would actually pierce his own five vital organs and six internal systems?" "High Light! I never thought you were this formidable! You're truly ruthless!" Master Fa Hai's face contorted with pain. "Don't blame me! It was you who compelled me to act! For you must not have touched my women! Anyone who touches my women shall meet with certain death!" With a commanding tone, High Light spoke, and Fa Hai listened in trembling awe. "Master Fa Hai, you have committed countless wrongs—deceitfully extorted people's wealth, falsely claiming to be a true deity! Your guilt is well-deserved!" High Light had already moved outside the tower. Outside, many visitors had already recognized Fa Hai's true nature, for now he had revealed his true form—a terrifying demon clad in a skeleton suit, his teeth bared, exuding a foul stench. "He is the real demon! He is the real demon! Don't believe him!" While listing Fa Hai's five great magical artifacts, High Light poured out the money from the bowl and distributed it among the crowd. This move has won the full support of everyone. At this moment, after being struck by three venomous needles, Fahai launches his final strategy—to topple Gao Liang. That strategy is to bring down the tower. The Leifeng Tower! It is precisely this newly constructed Leifeng Tower that Fahai intends to倾倒. Using his supernatural arts, the entire tower begins to tilt rapidly, and its shadow stretching across the ground grows larger and larger. Many visitors grow increasingly frightened, rushing to escape, only to find that no matter which direction they run, the shadow always covers them. A phantom illusion! Hah! My phantom illusion can kill anyone—indeed, even Gao Liang. Gao Liang remains remarkably calm. This illusion is truly impressive: people naturally cast shadows, and due to the tower's great height, as it tilts, its shadow consistently covers the people's shadows. Gao Liang's own shadow is thus engulfed by the tower's shadow. As Gao Liang sprints swiftly, he is surprised to find that the tower's shadow follows him. Gao Liang realizes that the tower itself has been completely controlled by Fahai. The pagoda is moving swiftly! Teleportation! Fahu can teleport! Gao Liang is stunned—never thought Fahu could move mountains, towers, and objects. No! I must find a winning strategy! "Husband!" Ying'er is now awake. "Fahu! You've done countless wrongs! You've cheated people out of their money! You've impersonated a true deity! You deserve your punishment!" Gao Liang has already teleported outside the pagoda. Outside, many visitors have now seen through Fahu's true nature, for Fahu has revealed his true form—a terrifying demon with a skeletal frame, teeth bared, exuding foul odors. "He's the real monster! He's the real monster! Don't believe him!" While listing Fahu's five demonic artifacts, Gao Liang pours out the money from the bowl and distributes it among the crowd. This action has won the full support of everyone. Now, with three toxic needles embedded in him, Fahu launches his final move—he intends to bring down Gao Liang. That is, to collapse the pagoda. The Leifeng Tower! It's precisely this newly constructed Leifeng Tower that Fahai intends to bring down. Fahai has summoned his supernatural arts, and the tower is now tilting rapidly. The shadow cast by the tower over the ground is growing larger and larger, causing many visitors to grow increasingly afraid and rush to escape. Yet no matter which direction they flee, the shadow always covers them. A phantom illusion! Hah! My phantom illusion can even kill anyone—indeed, even Gao Liang! Gao Liang remains remarkably composed. This illusion is truly formidable: people naturally cast shadows, and due to the tower's great height, as it tilts, its shadow consistently covers the people's shadows. Gao Liang's own shadow is now engulfed by the tower's shadow. He sprints urgently, only to find the tower's shadow chasing after him. Gao Liang realizes that the tower itself has been completely controlled by Fahai. The tower is now moving swiftly. Teleportation! Fahai can teleport! Gao Liang is startled—truly, he never imagined Fahai could shift mountains, towers, or objects. No! I must find a decisive strategy. Husband At this moment, Ying'er had already regained consciousness and suddenly shouted to Gao Liang, "Get out of the way!"