On the other hand, that was not the case for the Black Robe as he sensed an immense crisis. He
roared and struggled desperately while attacking the Vajra Phantasm.
However, mysterious energy leaked out of the ruined temple like sprinkling golden powder or fluttering
heavy snow, and all of it entered the old monkâs phantasm. His voice became increasingly louder, and
each word contained great laws as if they came from the deep space of the universe.
âThe mind, Buddhas, and sentient beings are equal!â
âAll sentient beings are equal within the flow of five paths!â
âNamo, namoâ¦â
The old monkâs voice reverberated in their ears like a dozen huge stereos.
Alex did not feel anything, but the Black Robe was terrified and shouted continuously, âD*mn bald a*s,
what are you doing?! Let me out!â
It was because he realized that his cultivation level was plummeting, dropping one level after another.
He was currently a powerhouse with the strength of an Immortal Monarch on the sacred golden
mountain. However, in just a short moment of breathing, all of his cultivation bases were shackled,
declined, and instantly fell below the Immortalization, turning himself into a mortal whose cultivation
was around Tribulation Crossing.
This was too terrifying.
Meanwhile, Alex received the old monkâs telepathic message, âLittle friend, youâre fated with the
Buddha. I have to rely on you to overcome this abomination this time. Iâll turn myself into a cage so that
everyone will be equal. Heâs at the same level as you at this moment. You can fight him. Iâll help you
secretly too.â
âWhat?â Alex was stunned.
That was indeed a great terror.
The old monk just weakened an Immortal Monarchâs strength to the same level as him. But, then,
wouldnât he be not even an Immortal?
âIâll give it a try!â Alex held the shield and rushed forward.
Thud!
The Black Robeâs cultivation was undoubtedly being suppressed, so how could he, whose cultivation
was only at Tribulation Crossing, be a match for Alex?
Moreover, Alex had shot several arrows at him earlier. The impacts were not significant because he still
had the cultivation to support him previously, but they had now become his fatal injuries.
Alex broke the Black Robeâs three bones with a shield smash, sending him flying.
He was horrified.
How could Alex be at Tribulation Crossing with such power?
The old monk felt peculiar as well. Under the equality of all sentient beings, Alex was indeed a cheater.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
As a series of striking shield sounds rang, the Black Robeâs ten or so bones were broken. He
dejectedly spat a few mouthfuls of soul blood and was paralyzed on the ground, unable to get up.
The Black Robe was finally afraid when he saw that Alex was going to kill him.
D*mn it! He was a big shot of the Olympus Tribe. He would not die in peace if such a mortal were to kill
him.
âWait a minute!â
The Black Robe half-kneeled on the ground and began begging for peace. âDonât you wish to know
about the secret of the shield in your hand?â
As expected, Alex stopped. âWhat secret?â
The Black Robe said, âYou have to promise me that youâll let me go after I tell you the secret.â
The Black Robe was devastated. He was a dignified Immortal Monarch, yet he had to beg a mortal for
mercy. This was simply a great insult.
However, a great man should be ready to give and take. He would want this brat to be tormented in
eternal purgatory when he turned the tables someday.
Alex said coldly, âYou havenât told me any secrets, but youâre already thinking about begging for mercy?
I think youâre simply cooking up nonsense because youâre afraid of death.â
âItâs real. Medusaâs Aegis Shield is a holy tool of my clan. It possesses a great secret.â
âSpill the beans then. Iâll find out if I can spare your life.â
The Black Robe was at his witâs end, so he could only say, âThe ancestor of Medusa is sealed within
Medusaâs Aegis Shield. Upon activation, its power will be a hundred times more powerful than it is now.
Everyone who sees the shield will be petrified, but you need an incantation to activate it.â