"I actually fell at the hands of this freak of the human Dao..."
With a thunderous boom through the void, Pure Vajra's enormous Saint Body crashed heavily down, a final thread of unwilling thought flashing through his mind.
The corpse immediately revealed its true form, covered from head to toe in bulging, grotesque eyeballs, with many twisted arms protruding from within. Now, every one of those twisted arms had withered, draped over its body like sun-dried waterweed.
This Buddha's Buddha heart had first been shattered by Li Qingyun, yet because his golden body was exceedingly powerful, he had forcibly held on without dying.
Now that Li Qingyun had directly snuffed out his "spirit," no matter how profound this Buddha's cultivation was, there was nothing left but death and the dissipation of his Dao!
Pure Vajra, at the great perfection of the Netherworld Entry Realm, had been one of the six important saints openly displayed by the Western Heavens, his status roughly equal to that of Saint Jade Virtue Guanyin.
With this Buddha's death, it was equivalent to breaking one of the Western Heavens' arms. The loss was unquestionably immense.
The Three Western Heavens Clans had wielded clouds and rain beyond the void with a turn of their hands, forcing every clan and saint to read their expressions. How majestic they had been—yet with the six saints in place, they had never suffered a single loss.
They would never have imagined that Pure Vajra, one of the six saints, would die at Li Qingyun's hands!
"Hahaha! Good death!"
Rumble! The sky-covering Golden Feather Dao Domain came crashing down in a frenzy, indiscriminately enveloping both Li Qingyun and the Buddha corpse. Peng Mo's shrill laughter sounded like that of a mad demon.
"Has he truly gone mad?" Li Qingyun immediately frowned. Dao