"I am the Demon Buddha, determined to vanquish the demons here!" Guang Zhi's voice boomed like a great bell, echoing throughout the entire space.
Layers of darkness converged, enveloping Sun Wukong like a silkworm cocoon, one layer after another until there were eighteen, at which point the entire dark veil had become pitch black.
So dark and heavy it seemed as if one could wring out water from it.
There was no movement from within, as if everything had disappeared.
But at this moment, Guang Zhi didn't dare to relax in the slightest.
Because his senses told him that Sun Wukong's aura had not vanished; on the contrary, it was growing more intense, with signs of surpassing the late Earth Immortal stage.
"He's breaking through!"
Upon this thought, Guang Zhi's ghostly flames transformed, flickering incessantly while the dark veil gave birth to two ferocious Buddha heads, incessantly chanting incantations to subdue the demon.
