The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 1123: How about, cutting off the Arhat’s arms?

Chapter 1123: Chapter 1123: How about, cutting off the Arhat’s arms?

Flames swept across the sky, instantly enveloping the entire heavens.

The Eight-Armed Arhat, fearless, brandished the magic artifact in his hand, shaking the heavens and earth with a mighty smash.

Carson Flores moved like a floating weed, stepping on the void, constantly shifting his position to dodge the Arhat’s bombardments.

At the same time, the Emperor Seal had already heavily slammed into the colossal Gourd in midair.

Despite the Gourd’s large opening and its strong suction power, how could it possibly move when faced with the mountainous Emperor Seal?

It wasn’t just immobile; it couldn’t even escape.

"Boom"

A stark crack suddenly appeared on the Blue Gourd.

Bryant James was shocked, cursing internally that the Emperor Seal was too powerful!

Even though this was not the true Destiny Gourd, merely a replica, it still possessed fifty percent of the Destiny Gourd’s strength, yet it couldn’t withstand a single hit from the Emperor Seal.

Bryant James dodged, while at the same time controlling the Divine Sword to chase after Carson Flores.

As for the Emperor Seal?

Forget it, better to dodge.

If the Emperor Seal could be destroyed, then it would no longer exist to this day.

The Arhat Manifestation swung its arms wildly, relentlessly pounding Carson Flores. The magic of the Manifestation lay in its ability to automatically attack once a target was set, requiring no control.

Simply put, summoning the Arhat Manifestation was like two against one, and the Manifestation’s strength was even more ferocious than one’s own!

Bryant James watched as Carson Flores dodged everywhere, the Divine Sword transformed into a bolt of lightning, furiously charging at Carson Flores.

As long as he could restrain Carson Flores, the Manifestation would shatter him!

Everyone had agreed beforehand to take responsibility for their own life and death. Even if he didn’t kill him, leaving him half-paralyzed, with all his muscles and bones shattered, incapacitating him for life, that wouldn’t be too much, right?

However, the next second, Bryant James’s face suddenly changed, and he looked up sharply.

In the sky, the colossal golden Arhat let out an intense roar. Countless blood-red dots clung to each of his thick arms, rapidly expanding.

Corrosion!

The Arhat Manifestation couldn’t withstand the corrosive force of these blood-red dots!

What on earth was this?

A shiver ran through Bryant James’s brain as it occurred to him—

The Blood Mist within the belly of the Valley of Death!

Bryant James had not been to the Valley of Death, but he had heard that Carson Flores had collected all the Blood Mist with his Water-Fire Mirror.

Bryant James originally thought that after being collected, the Blood Mist was devoured and transformed into energy, but to his surprise, the Blood Mist still existed, stored within the Water-Fire Mirror!

"Carson Flores!"

Bryant James bellowed angrily, his voice already carrying unstoppable panic.

Having an Innate Taoist Body with no thresholds was indeed advantageous in cultivation, but it was the Abnormal Phenomenon that was his greatest reliance. Yet now, the Blood Mist was rapidly eroding the Arhat Manifestation, like a swarm of flesh-eating ants continuously secreting acid to corrode the body of the Arhat Manifestation, then devouring it!

Most importantly, this process was utterly irreversible, completely unstoppable!

Carson Flores hovered midair, looking at the Eight-Armed Arhat being continuously eroded, and said indifferently, "If I hadn’t felt a bit of old affection for Kahdas, these flames would have fallen on you, not on the Manifestation. Do you think the Barrier on your body could withstand the corrosion of the Blood Mist?"

Bryant James watched the light of the Arhat dim, saw the increasingly maimed arms of the Arhat, a mix of shock and anger on his face, and unhideable fear.

He knew that the Blood Mist was not something that a Cultivator from the Barbarian Wilderness Realm could withstand.

Whoever encountered it, died!

Not to mention himself, even if Tanner Bautista came, touching the Blood Mist would mean death just the same!

If the flames had not been confined to the Manifestation but had enveloped him, it would be his body starting to rot now.

Bryant James yelled with a red face, "I concede, stop it quickly. Since you could release it, you must be able to take it back, right?"

Carson Flores replied calmly, "The Blood Mist is a form of energy. Once it corrodes an object, it is essentially expending energy and no longer pure; I can no longer retrieve it. If I could take it back, wouldn’t I be invincible forever?"

Bryant James felt his entire heart trembling—his Manifestation!

Just like that, it’s doomed?

Should he recall the Manifestation?

Would that pull the Blood Mist into his body as well?

Carson Flores’s voice came over coldly, "I advise you not to recall the Manifestation, otherwise, you’ll die too. Right now, the best course of action is to make a clean break, sever the corroded part to save what remains. If you wait any longer, the entire Manifestation will be thoroughly corroded..."

Bryant James’s bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at Carson Flores. "Sever the arms of the Manifestation?"

Carson Flores shrugged, "It’s just a suggestion. You don’t have to take it. After all, I have no other solutions."

Bryant James hesitated, with the Eight-Armed Arhat already missing one arm due to you, and now severing more—what would be left of him?

In that moment of hesitation, the light of the Eight-Armed Arhat dimmed even further, the holes of corrosion on several arms grew bigger and began to spread upward.

Carson Flores looked up and said lightly, "Hesitate any longer, and the Eight-Armed Arhat will be gone..."