"The monstrous humans from the Lower Realm are truly extraordinary." The Budda of Infinite Constrained Radiance who had lost his head didn't die; he was still able to speak.
His neck began to wriggle where it was decapitated, and a new head was emerging.
Jiang Li raised an eyebrow. He had previously murdered Witch Han and two others, seemingly merely by removing their heads, but in actuality, he had shattered their Spirit Realms.
He had tried to use the same method to kill the Buddha of Infinite Constrained Radiance, but it had failed.
Golden Immortals were indeed harder to kill than Heavenly Immortals.
"My experience is insufficient," sighed Jiang Li. Although, up to this point, he had yet to genuinely kill a Golden Immortal, he still needed to sharpen his skill.
The Buddha of Infinite Constrained Radiance was gasping for air, his expression turned into fright, no long the calm arrogance before.
He had paid a significant cost in lifetimes to regenerate his Spirit Realm.
