"Thunder?" Jiandun and the other five colossal Buddhas looked up simultaneously, only to find that the half-moon that had just been visible had disappeared without a trace.
The whole sky was engulfed in dark clouds that tumbled and rolled, emitting sounds that resembled thunder but were decidedly not it.
"Cough, cough." Li Huowang, struggling to breathe, coughed dryly several times before staggering and collapsing to the ground.
When he lay on the ground and looked up at the sky, within those dark clouds, Li Huowang finally saw his master again, looking as hideous as before.
Black, blood-drenched feathers covered his skin, and instead of a head, three faces of different ages split open from the same spot.
His bulging body bore not only the organs that were inherently his but also some that could not possibly belong to a human being.
