The Nine Netherworld Underworld Dragon was pierced full of holes by Patriarch Bodhi's lotus petals. Nine Netherworld Qi leaked out after it, threatening to drown heaven and earth.
Standing in the distance, Qin Jun could no longer make out Patriarch Bodhi's figure. He could only see the incomparably massive Nine Netherworld Underworld Dragon writhing on the horizon.
Its aura was so powerful that it drew down rolling heavenly thunder. Lightning flashed and thunder roared as bolts continuously crashed down, combining with the Nine Netherworld Underworld Dragon's roars to turn the scene before them into something like purgatory.
Or perhaps this was purgatory.
The Moon Stealing Sect Master hid beneath the Nine Netherworld Underworld Dragon. The howling wind made his robes flap wildly as he gritted his teeth and stared at Patriarch Bodhi, who was entangled with the dragon high above. His heart was filled with shock.
He knew exactly how terrifying the Nine Netherworld Underworld Dragon was. Yet Patriarch Bodhi remained so calm and unruffled.
Golden lotuses continuously flew from Patriarch Bodhi's left hand, each one endlessly scattering lotus petals that shot in every direction like sharp arrow rain, preventing the Nine Netherworld Underworld Dragon from approaching him.
"This dragon seems to have a soul?"
Patriarch Bodhi frowned as he thought. At first, he had believed the Nine Netherworld Underworld Dragon was merely a form condensed from Nine Netherworld Qi and magical power. But now, it clearly possessed independent thoughts, and he could sense its fury.
Could it be...
While he was pondering this, the Moon Stealing Sect Master quietly retreated, turning into black smoke and vanishing into the rolling Nine Netherworld Qi without a trace.
"Trying to run?"
Patriarch Bodhi smiled disdainfully, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. He swung his fly-whisk toward a certain spot, and its