This person's physical body was incredibly tough.
And he seemed to feel no pain at all. It was hard to tell in a brief exchange, but in a prolonged fight, his stamina would eventually run out.
When that happened, who lived and who died would be hard to say.
However...
Generally speaking, the head was a person's vital point. When fighting, people would instinctively protect their heads.
Though no detailed explanation was given, Lochana Buddha instantly understood what Sun Moon Buddha meant. The two exchanged a knowing glance, then charged their opponent from two different directions.
Moreover, a golden alms bowl appeared in Lochana Buddha's hand. Majestic energy continuously spilled from it, proving that it was no ordinary object.
But at the same time...
The hundred ghostlike yet not-quite-ghostly creatures, which had looked merely frightening but harmless, suddenly let out savage collective roars. Their eyes turned blood-red as they swiftly surrounded the two Buddhas. Their bodies gradually ignited, and their speed abruptly increased. In the blink of an eye, they were right in front of them.
They gave the two no time to react before their bodies exploded instantly.
Streams of bewitchingly bright crimson blood splashed out, raining down over the two of them.
Strangely enough, the self-destructions themselves carried almost no impact.
Sun Moon Buddha's expression changed. "This blood can corrode the physical body. It must be removed over time, or it will leave permanent aftereffects!"
Lochana Buddha had clearly sensed the abnormality within his body as well. His gaze grew grave as he looked at the Young Man, who continued attacking him without expression. He roared, "Retreat first!"
Sun Moon Buddha clearly thought the same.
The instant Lochana Buddha shouted, he shot rapidly backward. The two barely hesitated before turning and fleeing.
If they fought head-on, they were