Seven Star Island Buddha

What was this?

A trace of surprise appeared on Jialuo Ancient Demon's face. The Silver Dragon only swung its head, then spat two green pillars of light, each over ten feet thick, from its mouth. Carrying force as heavy as a thousand jun, they blasted toward the Ghost Face.

On the other side, Yuanke was not idle either. She had likewise seen that this demon's cultivation was no trivial matter, so naturally she was unwilling to let him break them one by one. With a flick of her sleeve, the six crescent-shaped blades of light suddenly swelled. Originally only a foot or so in diameter, they had now become more than thirty feet long, whistling toward the demon from different angles.

Yue Xianfeng's Nascent Soul sprayed a mouthful of essence qi at the green radiance before him, while his tiny hand lightly pointed. The green radiance stretched out, then expanded wildly, actually transforming into the shape of a full moon.

Countless specks of light the size of fingertips emerged densely from within that full moon like hailstones. In an instant, the sound of air being torn apart rose loudly...

The three of them could not be said to be going all out, but the might of this joint strike was still no small thing. Yet that Demon Monster seemed to turn a blind eye to it all; there was not the slightest hint of fear on his face.

His left hand turned the prayer beads, while his right hand stood upright as he loudly proclaimed, "Amitabha."

Something strange happened. The Ghost Face blurred, then actually transformed into a Buddha, with a solemn and majestic treasure-like countenance, and even Buddhist light behind him.

Only, that light was gray-black.

Jialuo had originally been a Buddhist immortal cultivator. Although after ascending to the