Chapter 529

Of course, before doing the second thing, he needed a small experiment.

"Rollback."

The moment the words fell, the world plunged into sudden stillness, and the scenery around him rapidly rewound.

The mist, red to the point of purpling, and the Gluttonous Ghoul condensed from it—its shriveled belly swiftly swelled. Immediately afterward, monks and iron rods were spat out one after another, completely unharmed.

The scarlet tongues piercing their hearts instantly withdrew into the huge mouth that took up its entire face. The tiny wounds on their left chests also healed at high speed, time reversing them back to their original state.

This scene repeated four or five times before finally stopping, until the point in time had moved back to when the Great Vehicle Buddha's spine shattered and He Zhao stood before it.

"What a miserable sight, [Pfft—]."

The fine Son of the Witch, the Spoiler who in the original history had once stirred up a storm on the Highland. Now he was actually like a stray dog with nowhere to go, making one sigh with emotion.

"Cough, cough."

After coughing a few times, the Golden Skeleton raised its head with difficulty. The golden flames burning in its eye sockets were a little dimmer than not long ago. Even so, they were still filled with rage.

"Slurp—"

He activated the Skull of the Great Vehicle Buddha and released the Gluttonous Ghoul.

"Hiss!!"

Seeing this, Dharma King Cidan still had the same expression as in the previous hundred Rollbacks.

No, no, no. Wrong.

It should be said that compared to the previous hundred times, his expression was dozens of times graver.

He was, at any rate, a high-level figure of Bufa Temple, so he was naturally extremely familiar with the cultivation of Fierce Specters.

Ruthless He Zhao's guess had not