From what they could remember, Rulai was the beacon of light in the Immortal World. As he sat atop his golden lotus, Buddhist light would fill the skies, and he would suppress all evil. No one had ever seen Rulai injured!

The concept of him vomiting blood was even more far-fetched.

Now, Rulai’s sorry state was carved deep into the minds of everyone present.

When they turned to look at Huang Xiaolong once again, they noticed that the Dharma Prayer Beads were filled with cracks.

A chill ran down their spine.

That was a supreme artifact used by the Buddha Ancestor! How could anyone break it with their bare hands?!

If Huang Xiaolong were to get his hands on anyone present, wouldn’t they pop like a bubble if he squeezed them with his hands?!

Huang Xiaolong...