Demonic Qi surged boundlessly toward the high heavens, causing the very colors of the sky and earth to change in response.
Lian Nan knelt on one knee, clutching his right shoulder, a mangled mess of flesh and blood, as he stared blankly ahead.
The visage of the Demon Buddha bore extreme fury and ferocity on one side, and extreme serenity and compassion on the other. Between them ran an almost imperceptible crack—an injury left by the Jialan Sect's Mountain Guarding Array.
The Demon Buddha scanned its surroundings. Its gaze finally focused on Liao Wu as it slowly raised its arm, pointing forward.
HUM!
Layers of Demonic Qi vibrated, sending bricks and stones flying.
The Vajra Formation shattered instantly, not even lasting a second.
