For the first time, there were casualties in the group. These two people were injured by the Nightwalker Sect's hidden weapons. Moreover, the Nightwalker Sect's hidden weapons were all poisoned.
Although the two monks had taken the antidote, their situation wasn't very good. Nui Yin and the others were currently surrounding the two monks. Upon seeing Zhao Hai and the others, Nui Yin nodded to Zhao Hai and said, "Jing Hai, do you have any methods?"
Zhao Hai thought for a moment before he said, "When we were in the Secret Realm, I obtained some antidotes from the Nightwalker Sect. Everyone, try them and see if they have any effect." After saying that, he took out a jade bottle and handed it over to Nui Yin.
Nui Yin didn't say anything, she just took the jade bottle and fed it to the two monks. The two monks had a calm expression, but after drinking the antidote, the green on their faces slowly disappeared. Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but feel relieved.
Other than being poisoned, the wounds on their bodies had been treated, but now they needed to be treated again. After all, they were treated with poison before. They were afraid that they would be poisoned a second time, so the places where they were previously bandaged had to be re-bandaged to prevent the poisoned blood from staining the wounds again.
After dealing with them, Zhao Hai said, "The Nightwalker Sect has found us. This time, it's a group of ten. But since they can find us, we need to defend ourselves. The Nightwalker Sect will concentrate their attacks on us. Last time in the Secret Realm, the Nightwalker Sect had a commander. But this time, although it's different from the Secret Realm, we still need a commander. Therefore, it's very likely that they will act together this time. We need to be more careful."
Nui Yin nodded, then she looked at the sky and said, "Although it's still early, we still have injured people. I think we shouldn't leave today. Let's just rest here."
Zhao Hai nodded, then he said, "Alright, let's take a good rest here today. Everyone, arrange some formations here. I think we should set up some traps outside. After all, we've been targeted by the Nightwalker Sect. Who knows if they'll attack us tonight." Zhao Hai nodded.
Everyone nodded. Then Zhao Hai made some arrangements and some people immediately went to make arrangements. The entire camp was quickly set up. This time, they didn't only have open and hidden sentries, they also had traps. If someone wants to attack their camp, then they would certainly suffer a big loss.
Time passed by little by little, and before long, the sky had turned dark. After eating, everyone rested in the camp. Zhao Hai and the others didn't discuss anything and just rested. After all, there was nothing to talk about right now. Everything was set up, so there was no need for further discussion.
As night fell, the camp became quiet. However, Zhao Hai didn't go to sleep. Instead, he was sitting on a beast skin, twirling prayer beads in his hand as he softly chanted scriptures. Normally speaking, it was time for evening classes in the temple. Zhao Hai had already developed a habit of chanting scriptures at this time every day. Unless there was something important, he would do his evening classes at this time.
Naturally, Na Zhen and the others saw Zhao Hai's actions. To be honest, they admired Zhao Hai. Although they grew up in the Iron Buddha Temple, they weren't devout believers in the Buddhist Lord. After all, they were Cultivators. In the Sword Spirit Realm, strength was the most important thing. Compared to strength, they were naturally more willing to believe in strength. Because of this, Monks who went out for missions would rarely do morning and evening classes. Because of this, when Na Zhen saw Zhao Hai doing his evening classes, he couldn't help but admire Zhao Hai.
After Zhao Hai finished his evening classes, almost everyone in the camp had gone to rest. Zhao Hai didn't make a sound as he directly laid down on his beast skin. Not long after he laid down, he felt someone coming towards their camp. He immediately sat up and received Na Zhen and the others.
Before long, everyone in the camp was woken up. But then they lay down again and pretended to be asleep. They were waiting for the arrival of the enemy.
Zhao Hai already knew that the enemy this time was the Nightwalker Sect. Moreover, there were a lot of them, more than 80 of them. These people were currently heading towards the camp. Zhao Hai had to admit that these people from the Nightwalker Sect were very good at night. Because of the moonlight in the forest, it can be said that the night was very dark, making it very inconvenient to move. Even if you use your spiritual force to sense your surroundings, it would still be hard to avoid the situation. However, the people from the Nightwalker Sect didn't have this problem. They walked very fast and very steadily. They didn't even make any sound as they walked during the day. The night didn't seem to affect them at all, instead, it seemed to be protecting them.
As they got closer and closer, it didn't take long before the people from the Nightwalker Sect arrived within one li of the camp. Just a bit more and they would enter Zhao Hai's trap. But at this time, the people from the Nightwalker Sect suddenly stopped. Then the robed people from the Nightwalker Sect waved their hands as they took out a Ten Thousand Ghost Banner. Then a large number of ghosts came out of the banner and rushed towards the camp.
When Zhao Hai saw this, his expression couldn't help but change. He suddenly sat up and shouted, "Ten Thousand Ghost Banner attack! Everyone, be careful!" After saying that, Zhao Hai's mind moved and the Vajra Bell appeared in his hand. Then Zhao Hai flicked his finger. With a buzz, the bell's sound spread far and wide. Then the Vajra Bell instantly grew bigger and shone with a golden light. The Vajra Scripture engraved on the bell flew out and floated in the air, forming a huge golden scripture. Waves of Buddhist chants came out of the scripture, enveloping the entire camp in a Buddhist light.
Nuan Yin's movements weren't slow either. He waved his hand and the iron wooden fish appeared in his hand. The iron wooden rod also appeared in his right hand. Then he struck the iron wooden fish with the rod and began to chant the Vajra Scripture. When the other monks saw what the two were doing, they all followed suit and began to chant the Golden Light Scripture. As everyone chanted the scripture in unison, the Buddhist light in the camp shone even brighter. The Vajra Bell seemed to be affected by the Buddhist light as it shone even brighter. When the ghosts released by the Nightwalker Sect were hit by the Buddhist light, they immediately let out miserable shrieks. The stronger ones had black smoke coming out of their bodies and their strength dropping. As for the weaker ones, they were directly turned into ashes.
The people from the Nightwalker School noticed this as well. They waved the banner in their hands, and the ghosts immediately retreated. However, the ghosts didn't return to the banner. Instead, they stopped next to the people and stared at the camp like a tiger watching its prey.
After retrieving the ghosts, the people from the Nightwalker Sect took out another magic artifact. This magic artifact was somewhat strange, it looked like a black handkerchief.
Then the people from the Nightwalker Sect threw the handkerchief into the sky. Then they formed a seal with their hands, causing the handkerchief to grow bigger. Finally, the handkerchief joined together to form a huge black cloth. This black cloth emitted waves of black gas. At the same time, the black cloth also emitted a fishy smell. Along with the fishy smell, there was also the smell of blood. Then the black cloth directly covered the camp. Its target was actually Zhao Hai's Vajra Bell.
Zhao Hai also saw the other party's actions. When he saw the black handkerchief, he knew that it was a magic artifact. Sure enough, when the people raised the handkerchief, Zhao Hai immediately understood that the black handkerchief was a set of magic artifacts. It was very rare. The disciples of the Nightwalker Sect were also selected. It was impossible for them to use the black handkerchief alone. Therefore, all of them worked together to raise the black handkerchief.
From the situation of that black handkerchief, it was likely that there was a very strong devilish aura within it. Devilish auras were capable of polluting Buddhist magic items. It seemed that this was the method the Nighwalk Sect used to deal with the Iron Buddha Temple.
At this time, several Sect Elders outside Zhong Shi Mountain also noticed the situation. After all, the Vajra Bell's scripture was very large. The Buddha's light was as conspicuous as the bright moon in the night.
When Wu Zui saw the Vajra Scripture, he couldn't help but chant the name of Buddha. Then he turned to Na Yun and said, "Na Yun, is that the Vajra Bell?"
Na Yun bowed and said, "Yes, Martial Ancestor. That is the Vajra Bell. I gave it to Jing Hai for his meritorious service. It seems like they were attacked by ghosts. They should be from the Nightwalker Sect."
Wu Zui nodded and said, "To be able to use the Vajra Bell to this degree is already pretty good. It seems like Jing Hai's Buddhist nature is pretty good." Just as he said this, he saw a huge black cloth fly towards the Vajra Bell. His expression couldn't help but change. Then he turned to the square-shaped assassin and said, "I didn't think that the Nightwalker Sect would be so generous. They even let them bring the Demonic Blood Poison Handkerchief in."
As usual, the square-shaped assassin didn't make a sound. He didn't even look at Wu Zui. He just stared at the battle on Mount Zhong. It was clear that he was very concerned about the battle on Mount Zhong.
Na Yun looked at the battle on Mount Zhong with a worried expression. One must know that the Demonic Blood Poison Handkerchief was a very famous artifact of the Nightwalker Sect. This artifact's power was very great. As long as it covered something, even the strongest Buddhist artifact would be tainted by demonic blood sooner or later. It would lose its Buddhist nature and turn into a Demonic Artifact.
The grade of the Demon Blood Poison Handkerchief was higher than the grade of the real Vajra Bell. However, the grade of the imitation was higher than the Vajra Bell imitation. Because this was a set of artifacts, the imitation could be used by many people. The real Vajra Bell could also be used by many people. However, it was not a set of artifacts. Therefore, although the imitation could be used by many people, it was still inferior to the real set of artifacts.
But at this moment, a thunderous roar was heard!
"Forward!"
Following this shout, the image of a huge itinerant monk suddenly appeared beside the Vajra Bell. This itinerant monk held a Buddhist staff and pointed it at the Demonic Blood Poison Handkerchief …
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