Molou Shura

It was the founder of Buddhism, and anyone practicing Buddhism had to show it reverence.

However, he hadn't anticipated that after being suppressed and freed, a younger member of the Buddhists would dare to confront him like this. It filled him with intense anger.

The air around Hua Tian seemed to boil, centered around the Evil Buddha's feet.

The soil around his feet continued to churn, emitting waves of charred odor.

The feathers atop Molou Shura's eagle head bristled, and an ominous sense of oppression descended from the dark sky.

The scorched earth at the periphery was drawn upwards by powerful gravity, forming a cage of burnt ground.

Within the dense clouds, lightning crackled.

The pure land quaked with thunder.

The floating Buddha statue descended abruptly before Hua Tian.

Its six arms extended, and a furious fist was unleashed in an instant.