He felt an inexplicable wound on his back. When He Xinlai felt something amiss and turned to look, he found nothing behind him.
Tai Shanshi, seated cross-legged on the ground, clapped his hands together heavily, and dust instantly flew into the air.
Within the swirling dust, an empty, transparent human figure was starkly revealed. Li Huowang had just displaced his body.
The ground trembled slightly, and the nearby woods were violently thrust apart as a bloated, limbed Flesh Buddha rolled out from within.
"Amitabha. Benefactors, the sea of suffering is boundless; turn back, and the shore is there."
"Quick! His reinforcements are here! Stop holding back! Kill him while he's blind!"
With one hand, He Xinlai plucked a dark cloth from his sleeve and threw it with all his might toward the sun.
As the black gauze enveloped the sunlight, a large area was instantly shrouded in darkness, forming a small-scale cataclysm.
"Immortal Soldiers!"
