The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?!-Chapter 547: It’s Too Late

Ming Xiu the monk, was actually exorcising both Li Muyang and the demon lord held in Li Muyang’s hands.

Realizing this, Li Muyang let out a cold laugh, "Ha... Monk, you seem to overestimate your Buddhist Law!"

This Ming Xiu monk indeed possessed profound Buddhist Law and his cultivation was extraordinary.

But Prince’s skull harbored who knows how much demonic and evil Qi.

This enormous demonic and evil Qi vaguely emanating from Prince’s skull greatly alleviated the speed at which Li Muyang was being exorcised.

Now having found the trick to break through, Li Muyang directly charged with Prince’s skull in hand.

He burst through the Buddhist holy light scattered by the monk robed in white, crossing over the fully bloomed lotuses scattered across the earth.

Within the sacred and dazzling Buddhist golden light, Li Muyang took large strides forward, breaching all the defense arrays.

Finally, he arrived in front of Ming Xiu, his right hand forming a sword-finger gesture, and slashed directly with his Sword Qi at Ming Xiu.

Ming Xiu, with no escape, sighed, and was struck by the Sword Qi, splitting his forehead open with a huge, bloody wound.

The rolling flesh on either side of the wound was so gruesome it made onlookers’ hearts race and filled them with terror.

However, as the person involved, Ming Xiu showed absolutely no sign of pain, not even a frown crossing his brow.

At this moment, the health bar above his head was only one-third full.

The white-robed monk, with a forehead split open and blood gushing out, sat cross-legged in the void, sighing as he quietly watched Li Muyang.

He said, "Wu Ming, impressive moves, I did not expect the skull of the Ancient Great Demon to have such wondrous uses..."

The white-robed monk glanced at the skull, then finally shook his head.

"My Buddha is merciful."

Ming Xiu clasped his hands together, and the aura around him began to transform.

Within the gaping wound on his forehead, bulging eyes without eyelids faintly emerged.

Four or five eyes haphazardly squeezed in the wound on Ming Xiu’s forehead looked slightly disturbing and nauseating.

Most disgusting of all, these eyes could move!

Li Muyang, frowning at the boss’s drastic change in appearance, knew that the monk had finally entered the second phase.

In the second phase, the demon monk Ming Xiu was still clad in a moon-white monk’s robe.

The only change to his entire body was that the Buddha Beads on his neck and hands had all thunderously fallen, rolling noisily in all directions.

And as these Buddha Beads hit the ground, they transformed into a group of chubby little laughing Buddha figures.

These little Buddhas laughed heartily, their plump bellies thrusting forward as they charged towards the trio beneath the Bodhi Tree.

Li Muyang and his companions immediately began to dodge.

However, Nie Yubing, who had the lowest cultivation, was too slow to dodge and was struck by one of the miniature chubby Buddhas.

In an instant, the chubby little Buddha turned into a golden chain that locked Nie Yubing’s right hand, halting her dodging motion abruptly.

Soon, more little Buddhas overwhelmed her.

Brilliant golden chains materialized from nowhere, forcibly binding Nie Yubing.

In the blink of an eye, this young girl, who had just received Prince’s deathbed blessing and gained greatly enhanced power, became completely immobilized.

Finally, these golden chains swelled, and the young girl Nie Yubing bound by them also swelled along with them.

The originally slender and delicate girl quickly turned into an oversized meatball.

And the volume of this meatball continued to grow.

At last...

Pop!

[Nie Yubing has died, game over]

"..." the game over CGI popped up in his vision, yet Li Muyang was unmoved.

He had already found the strategy to break the game, easily pushing the demon monk into the second phase.

What followed was simply to stay steady and continue the challenge, which hardly presented any difficulty.

After quickly reviewing his strategy in his mind, Li Muyang reloaded the game and re-entered.

The white-robed monk beneath the Bodhi Tree also appeared on schedule.

Li Muyang took out the skull of Prince from his pack and charged at the white-robed demon monk ahead.

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This time, Li Muyang effortlessly knocked down the white-robed demon monk.

Although after entering stage two, the attacks of this white-robed demon monk had a broader range and faster skill release,

Li Muyang was in an unusually good condition, with his mental focus highly concentrated.

Having learned from the failure of the last attempt, this time Li Muyang helped Nie Yubing to dodge the Buddha Beads that transformed into miniature Buddhas in pursuit.

In the end, the combined strength of three people succeeded in depleting the health bar of the white-robed monk under the Bodhi Tree.

The handsome and dignified Ming Xiu now lay weakened beneath the Bodhi Tree, his body crisscrossed with six sword injuries.

Some were Li Muyang’s masterpieces, while others were the work of the Glass Fairy.

But no matter what, this troublesome boss had finally been defeated.

Li Muyang was one step closer to success!

Thinking this, he looked back.

But at that moment, two figures suddenly appeared in the Buddha Cave Temple within his field of vision.

The two Mysterious Sword Sect Sword Cultivators, who had left the group planning to infiltrate the temple from behind, now emerged covered in blood and killing intent.

"...I have slain a monster guarding the foot of the Nine Nether Soul Summoning Great Formation."

"Me too."

The two female Sword Cultivators calmly reported their results, but did not mention that the two monsters they had slain were the strongest in the Buddha Cave Temple.

And as the seven monster bosses guarding the Array within the Buddha Cave Temple all perished, the mission tab in Li Muyang’s field of vision finally updated.

The Nine Nether Soul Summoning Great Formation of the Buddha Cave Temple was thoroughly broken.

A muffled sound came from the ground beneath.

Immediately after, a pained wail could faintly be heard through the distant mist of monsters.

That voice... could it be the Emperor?

Clearly, the breaking of the Nine Nether Soul Summoning Great Formation had greatly diminished the Emperor’s power.

This cruel and ferocious tyrant had finally lost that formidable strength that should not exist in this world and reverted to his original power.

Li Muyang’s eyes lit up with excitement as he looked in the direction of the anguished cries coming from the depths of the monster mist.

There lay the Emperor of the Lu Dynasty, who was also the final boss of this game.

If they killed this boss, then the game would be cleared!

But before Li Muyang could rejoice, the white-robed monk sitting tranquilly under the Bodhi Tree, leaning against its trunk, his body covered in pools of blood, suddenly spoke.

"...It’s too late."

The white-robed monk, despite such grave injuries, had not died.

The numerous sword injuries all carried the power to kill one’s Primordial Spirit.

At this moment, not only was the white-robed monk’s physical body severely damaged, but his Primordial Spirit was also torn into fragments.

Ordinary people would have long since scattered to oblivion, yet he managed to barely lift his head and show a forced smile to Li Muyang and the others.

"...Breaking the Nine Nether Soul Summoning Great Formation now is already too late."

After the white-robed monk finished speaking, a giant screen suddenly appeared above the Bodhi Tree.

The scene on the screen showed a massive blood-red sacrifice altar.

The Emperor, in agony, clutching his chest and propping himself on the altar’s peak, had evidently had his power stripped away.

But behind the Emperor, on the altar, blood flowed freely, and a dreadful aura rose steadily.

What was this bizarre altar for?

A bad premonition arose in Li Muyang’s heart.

And right then, the camera view in the scene zoomed out.

The blood pool behind the Emperor on the altar, as well as the vast land behind it swarming with monster figures like a sea...

Li Muyang’s expression shifted slightly.

The white-robed monk smiled and said, "The Emperor has once again laid out a great Array, using the blood and souls of hundreds of millions of living beings, successfully transforming them into a million monster spirits."

"The number of monster spirits by the Emperor’s side has now exceeded two million!"

"Even if you reach the Emperor now, it’s too late to turn the tide."

"Because two million monster spirits are enough to sweep across the land."

"If you go to kill the Emperor, you probably won’t even get to see his face before you’re overwhelmed by the army of monster spirits..."