The pitch-black Buddha stretched out a palm, and the swastika symbol rotated in reverse in its palm.
The originally blue sky suddenly turned dark.
An endless suction force came from the palm of the Buddha. It was as if the entire world was imprisoned in the palm of the Buddha.
The ten spiritual vultures were even confined to the cage and could hardly fly out of it.
Yan Zhao and Tan Yunsheng's expressions changed.
The worst premonition in his heart came true.
There were indeed Martial Monarch Realm experts among the descendants of the Devil Buddha.
Yan Zhao's withered face was emotionless as he suddenly put his palms together in front of his chest.
