Cui San's silver short hair stood on end, his gaze as sharp as a cold blade. He let out a low growl like a trapped beast, facing an unavoidable killing trap.
In a flash of lightning, with Divine Wisdom and the methods of Esoteric Buddhism, he seemed to merge with the entire environment. The forest, permafrost, and mountains helped to share the damage.
However, the fierce onslaught from the three great masters broke through his defenses. The permafrost shattered, towering ancient trees exploded one after another, and Cui San's body flew back like a torn cloth sack, scattering blood.
The big hammer that came flying was like a bolt of Heavenly Thunder, roaring down with a deafening sound, striking his left shoulder, causing an arm to be severed and explode into a mist of blood.
Old Pig's blade light poured down like a divine waterfall, piercing through Cui San's chest, making his body see-through from front to back, with his internal organs shattered.
