Zhihui calmly observed the leader's rage, the metallic clash echoing in his ears as Juéxīn relentlessly pursued Silas, his eyes filled with hatred, and his body emanating a reddish aura.
Although Zhihui's next move, as part of the plan, was supposed to involve dueling with the remaining three disciples while Silas engaged the leader, his focus remained on the blind serpent writhing on the ground, half-dead but still twitching with vitality.
Having already secured the ice demonic core in the aftermath of the explosion, he now set his eyes on the Foundation Establishment Demonic fire core.
The other three disciples hesitated to engage in battle with him, their faces displaying confusion and fear as they struggled to adapt to the sudden turn of events.
The explosion of the Foundation Establishment Beast's head had left them shaken, reluctant to test the mysterious technique used by the beggar.
