Li Yun vanished in a flash of lightning and reappeared to the side. He raised his palm again.
"Golden Buddha Palm."
The Buddha phantom manifested once more, this time enveloping Li Yun like both guardian and executioner. A giant golden palm descended from above and smashed the bat king into the ground.
The stone hall trembled violently. Broken rock burst in every direction.
Yet the beast was still not dead.
It rose from the crater with a furious shriek, blood dripping from wounds across its body. Its wings spread wide, and gray-red demonic light condensed along their edges before slashing forward like two giant blades.
Li Yun's gaze turned cold. The Golden Buddha phantom blocked one wing blade directly, while Li Yun used the Heavenly Lightning Battle Armor to endure the remaining force from the other. Sparks flew wildly across the armor, but his body did not move back even half a step.
"This beast is indeed tougher than the others," Li Yun said quietly.
