There was a burst of golden light. The golden light shone brightly against Pei Su Su’s black light and the Happy Monk’s white fire.

When the golden light faded, a golden lotus was revealed. The golden lotus was only a meter or so wide, but the peaceful aura it gave off was extremely powerful.

As soon as the golden lotus appeared, it began to rotate slowly. Unlike Pei Su Su’s cyan lotus, it wasn’t covered by lines of spirit patterns, but instead strips of Sanskrit chants.

“Fury Buddha Golden Lotus!”

A roar came from San Wu, then he made his move. As a buddhist monk, San Wu normally didn’t kill. If it wasn’t for the fact that those spirit corpses were simply too evil, he wouldn’t have begun a slaughter.

However, right now San Wu was very angry at the Happy Monk’s inhumane practices. He was truly angry this time. At least those spirit...