Li Huowang raised his head, staring at the Buddhas to no avail; they had their backs turned toward the moon, so their faces were shrouded in darkness. All Li Huowang could see were the numerous arms wriggling at the back and their large heads. The air was filled with a weird stench created by the combination of smoke from burning incense and blood.0

Li Huowang took a few steps back. After confirming that he was indeed alone, he shook his head.0

“No. I will not go back,” Li Huowang steeled his heart as he held the hilt of his sword.3

Suddenly, a cracking sound was heard as one of the giant Buddhas leaned down and blocked the moon from Li Huowang’s vision. At the same time, a strong wave of pressure started to push downward upon Li Huowang.1

At that moment, Li Huowang felt as if a pair of...0