665 Neither Side Stand to Gain (2/2)

The sixth rank talisman in Gong Zhangyan's possession had not been obtained by him. It had previously been chanced upon by his grandfather, Gong Xingyu. Gong Xingyu was especially fond of Gong Zhangyan and had given him the sixth rank talisman in order to protect his beloved grandson.

Gong Zhangyan knew that he would not be able to defend against Mo Wen's Cries of Hades Bell. Hence, before Mo Wen could attack with it, he hurriedly activated the talisman.

The talisman burst into flames in mid-air. In the next moment, a bunch of white light was emitted from it. The white light was very cold and it immediately formed a layer of ice around everything in the surrounding area.

In the center of the white light, a clear and long spear slowly drove its way out. It was as though the spear was made of diamonds. The moment it appeared, a frightening cold descended on the land.

Gong Zhangyan simply pointed at Mo Wen, causing the cold long spear to aggressively fly towards him. It gave out a loud whizzing sound as it moved through the air. The invisible waves of the Cries of Hades Bell were unable to form any barrier against the spear. It was able to penetrate the waves and appeared right before Mo Wen.

A cold smile flashed across Hou Jingfeng's face. Before they had caught up to Mo Wen, the two of them had already privately discussed how they would seek to defeat him. Both of them knew what trump cards they each had. Once they had ascertained that they could pose enough of a threat to Mo Wen, they continued to chase after him.

As expected, Gong Zhangyan knew just how strong the sixth rank talisman that he possessed was. Even if its strength was insufficient to kill off Mo Wen, it would definitely deal him a damaging blow. Then, when Gong Zhangyan attacked again, he would be able to rely on the lighting of the Enlightened Buddha Sacred Flame to briefly reach the peak of the Golden Elixir realm. By then, killing Mo Wen off would simply be too easy.

Mo Wen's pupils shrank. Even from far away, he could sense the frightening power of the cold long spear. It was actually comparable to the full power of one of the leaders of the monstrous beasts.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of Mo Wen and collided with the cold long spear. However, the spear was simply too powerful. Even the Gray Mountain Peak could not hold it off and was simply sent flying.

A bright gold light shone on Mo Wen's body. He interlocked his fingers and grasped the spear which was heading for him between his palms. His high cultivation and the conditioning of his body were absolutely amazing. He used all his strength to grasp the spear and it came to a halt.

Multiple cracks appeared on the spear, gradually growing larger and larger. Finally, the spear broke into crystal pieces that diffused in the air.

Mo Wen coughed hard, throwing up a mouthful of blood which contained shards of ice. When the shards hit the ground, the cold air that was released even turned the stones on the ground into dust.

The power of the cold long spear was alarming. Mo Wen could not completely defend himself against it, and it had caused him serious injuries. Moreover, the coldness in the long spear was exceptional. It had already penetrated into his body and it would take more than an hour for him to expel it.

A look of disbelief flashed in Gong Zhangyan's eyes. He could not believe that Mo Wen was still alive even after he had used the sixth rank talisman. Hadn't he been injured badly? Why was he still not dead?

Just then, the attack of the Cries of Hades Bell descended upon both Hou Jingfeng and Gong Zhangyan. Their bodies both trembled at the same time. Then, they solidified in their positions and their expressions became dazed. The power of the Cries of Hades Bell was immense. Naturally, the two of them could not hold up against it.

Under normal circumstances, Mo Wen would take the chance to kill the two of them together. However, just as Hou Jingfeng and Gong Zhangyan had predicted, the blow that he had been dealt by the cold long spear previously was simply too serious. His internal injuries were very bad and there were clashing powers in his internal system. There was the absolute power of cold and ice, as well as the absolute power of the wind. If he chose to attack once again, he was afraid that his body would no longer be able to hold up against it. Even with his strength, his body would definitely collapse.

Mo Wen laughed bitterly, his breathing shallow. Even standing upright was difficult. The sixth rank talisman alone was not responsible for all the harm he had been caused. He had already withstood a lethal blow from the Cyan Light Eagle. The injuries in his body had simply become too serious for low-grade spiritual healing to have any significant effect.

Hou Jingfeng and Gong Zhangyan each took a step back and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. They looked like they were in pain. Their eyes and ears even had blood pouring out of them.

The attack of the Cries of Hades Bell was terrifying. They had both been attacked simultaneously and huge damage had been done to each of them. Although their cultivations were high, they were a long way behind Mo Wen.

Neither side had gained anything from the battle. When Hou Jingfeng and Gong Zhangyan had reached the altar, their cultivations had been seriously weakened. Now that they had faced the Cries of Hades Bell, they almost fainted, especially Hou Jingfeng whose cultivation was not as strong.

Hou Jingfeng lifted his headly slowly; there were bloody gashes on his face. His aura was very savage. He looked over at Mo Wen and actually appeared confident as he smiled. ”Mo Wen, let's see who will have the last laugh. I've already said that you will die at my hands,” he said. His voice was hoarse. However, there was also an indescribable pride within it.

A bunch of red bright lights gradually appeared on Hou Jingfeng's neck. The red light was clear and translucent, and far brighter than a low-grade healing item. It was actually of the level of a medium grade healing item.

”I have the medium grade spiritual item in my possession. I bet you didn't think it was possible.” Hou Jingfeng kept his eyes trained on Mo Wen as he continued to laugh maniacally. He had been given a medium grade healing item by Ming Temple's Second Sect Grand Elder, Wang Changhan. His seniors had ensured he had a protective item.

Before they had headed over to face Mo Wen, Hou Jingfeng and Gong Zhangyan had already planned it all out. With their intelligence and abilities, there was no danger that they would underestimate Mo Wen or overestimate their own chances against him.