Chapter 3365 — A Scapegoat
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Tuo'ertu and Tuo'er Riyue came to the room where Wei Zhao was resting, and Wei Zhao wasted no words—he began healing Tuo'ertu's injuries straight away, while Tuo'er Riyue and Tuo'ertu Long stood guard at his side. When they saw Tuo'ertu restored to the peak grand-perfection strength of the late Heaven rank, they wept for joy.
These past days had passed for the Pali clan as though in darkness; now at last the light had come.
Grateful for kindness and eager to repay it, Tuo'er Riyue did not rest at all. He gathered Tuo'ertu Long, Tuo'er Shan, Tuo'ertu, and two elders of the Pali clan, and together they set out for the rooms of He Yi and Kang Jingming.
When Kang Jingming opened his door, he found a crowd of people standing outside, and for a moment he was puzzled. "Old Patriarch, you have come here... with so many people, so ceremoniously—what is the meaning of this?"
"Heh, it is nothing." Tuo'er Riyue gave a faint smile and stepped into Kang Jingming's room, and the five behind him poured in after him.
"No—the strength in you..." Kang Jingming suddenly pointed at Tuo'er Riyue and cried out in horror, "How are you no longer a cripple?"
"Surprised? There is more to come! Strike!" Tuo'er Riyue bellowed, and with that he drew slightly back, and the five behind him charged straight at Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi's pupils contracted slightly; he had not expected the Pali clan to turn on them. Still, he reacted swiftly and readied his defense—but to his dismay, all five before him were masters of peak grand perfection at the late Heaven rank.
Against a single late Heaven-rank peak grand-perfection master, he might still have won—after all, he was of the Five Luminaries Sect, and his strength exceeded that of other cultivators of the same tier. But now five struck at once, and however mighty he was, he could not stand against them.
"Let us talk this over..." Xiao Yi shrank back; under their combined assault he had no hope of survival at all.
But Tuo'ertu Long, Tuo'er Shan, Tuo'ertu, and the two elders had no mind to explain or to halt. All five channeled their heart-method incantations in unison, drew from their waists divine weapons that seemed to be fashioned from the bones of some wild beast, and brought them down upon Xiao Yi together.
The divine weapons of the Pali clan were made from the bones of spirit beasts, somewhat different from those used in the cultivation world of the Central Plains—naturally, this had to do with their race as well.
Heaven-rank divine weapons or none, Xiao Yi was no match even bare-handed, for his own divine weapon had been taken by Wei Zhao and never returned. At the sight before him, Xiao Yi wanted to weep but had no tears—they meant to kill him outright!
And every strike was vicious and merciless, leaving him no way to guard against them. Though true qi shielded his body, with five top masters attacking at once, no defense could save him; there was surely no hope of survival.
And so Xiao Yi grew desperate. He gritted his teeth—if he must die, he would drag one down to be buried with him.
"Boom!"
The five Pali masters struck He Yi at the same instant, and their bone weapons crashed upon He Yi's body with a thunderous roar.
Yet in the very moment Xiao Yi was struck, he too moved. He violently unleashed his mightiest martial art—the Five Phases Reincarnation Fist—and drove it straight at Tuo'ertu Long, who stood foremost.
"You want me dead? Then I will drag one down with me before I die!" Xiao Yi's face was hideous with rage. Never had he thought he would meet his end here, but since he could not live, with his last breath he would take one with him.