“Thunder?” Jian Dun and the rest of the Buddhas looked toward the sky, only to see that the moon had disappeared. The entire night sky was covered in dark clouds, rolling and rumbling. The sound of thunder could be heard rumbling from time to time, but it was odd; it didn’t sound like thunder at all.0

“Cough-cough…” Li Huowang coughed a few times as his breathing turned ragged, and he fell to the ground. When he turned to look at the sky while lying down, he once again saw his Master amidst the dark clouds. 0

He was still as ugly as ever.4

Black feathers sprouted from his bloody body, while three different faces replaced what had once been his head....0