"What's the matter? You're not coming at me together? Don't say I didn't offer you a chance, I've just greatly advanced in my divine skills and need to increase the difficulty to test my current strength—everyone's welcome to sign up."
Li Fan stood there with his hands on his hips, turning his head to look around, and for a moment, no one responded; only the sound of three monks' teeth chattering could be heard. So, he simply spread his hands and said, "Suit yourselves, but the killing spree has already begun anyway."
Then he beckoned with his hand, and from the pile of flesh and blood that belonged to Fa Deng, a cicada flew out, landing in his palm.
Well, Fa Deng was rather lucky; his disincarnation had actually succeeded halfway.
