So, the rest of the Mountain Heng disciples remained unperturbed amidst chaos, calmly sitting and breathing exercises, consuming pills to restore their Dao power.
A black-robed Daoist soared into the air, bellowed with the roar of Vajra, chanted spells with his mouth, trod upon the stars with his feet, and swelled against the wind. His hands and feet grew long, transforming him into a colossal figure two Zhang tall, like a guardian deity. He pounced forward, punching a demon god into the air, then embraced the demon mid-waist. He suddenly burst forth with monstrous strength, struggling to overpower the demon, wrestling and slamming it to the ground. The two colossal figures grappled fiercely, their cries and howls reverberating, their efforts exhausting, blood splattering, shaking the very heavens and earth in their combat!
