Turbid mud surged like waves. Great Ming King's mud body formed a Buddhist seal with its hand and pushed toward the bronze ancient coffin.
Boom!
Amid the turbid mud came a muffled sound as though heaven and earth had been shattered. Layer upon layer of muddy waves blasted outward from the point where the two great powers collided.
The mud body remained utterly still, while the ancient coffin retreated slightly.
But immediately afterward, the coffin lid opened. A Black Robed Woman with pale skin and long hair flowing like silk stepped out of the ancient coffin. She extended a slender, pale finger toward the Mud Person, terrifying Saintly Essence of Burial coiling around her fingertip.
"Kong Xuan, you are merely a descending will. What do you have to be so proud of?"
Empress of Burial's gaze was icy as she rebuked him coldly.
"Moo!" Great Ming King recognized the terror of that finger strike and did not dare receive it head-on with his mud body. He abruptly released a mighty Buddha sound. The surging dark mud seemed to receive an imperial decree, transforming into an enormous Buddha's Palm that met Empress of Burial's finger of burial and annihilation.
Amid the thunderous collision, Great Ming King gave a muffled groan. His mud body staggered back through the turbid mud, with clumps of sludge falling from it.
"Human Dao's Fall—Western Heaven's Sin is unforgivable!"
Empress of Burial pressed her advantage without mercy. Like a fish in water amid the turbid mud, she pursued Great Ming King like lightning and repeatedly struck to suppress him.
Where the two clashed, enormous rings of muddy waves erupted and perished in rapid succession.
"You remnant, you have indeed grown into something! But so long as you cannot become a Saint, you are ultimately nothing but a