The neon glow reflected faintly on its torn Buddha visage through the rain.
The murky stone eyes and hollow eye sockets no longer scanned crazily around, but pierced through the cold raindrops, locking on with a focus that froze all malice and the will for destruction... Locking on!!!
And the target of this lock wasn't Jiang Wei.
It was... Fang Qingyu!!
The human who inflicted upon it this deep-seated, incurable, lethal wound, knocking it down from its lofty position as the "Punisher," making it taste endless pain and despair... that damned human!
An even colder, purer, soul-chilling killing intent, like a tangible cold tide, instantly permeated the entire force field.
Fang Qingyu's gaze suddenly focused.
Wounded, but even more dangerous than before...
The Bone Buddha's massive head slightly turned, causing a torrent of black ichor to gush from the torn wound beneath its chin, yet it paid no heed.
Those murky stone eyes and hollow sockets were pinned right on Fang Qingyu.
