Black-Clad Man

"Now that's one stubborn old bald donkey..."

Hearing Buddha King Wuhai say he would send him on the road together, Li Zhōujūn could only sigh helplessly.

At that moment, Buddha King Wuhai slammed his staff into the ground. In an instant, surging waves of force seemed to transform into a raging sea, sweeping toward Li Zhōujūn and Su Qian'ge.

Fortunately, the waves of force were not aimed at Wen Mengqing and Xu Rumò,

but the two of them still couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat for Li Zhōujūn.

After all, Su Qian'ge was a Sixth-Rank Dao Lord, yet she couldn't even withstand the Buddha light casually emanating from Buddha Lord Wuhai.

But facing the surging waves of force, Li Zhōujūn remained calm. Boundless magic power gathered between his fingers, transforming into a black Chess Piece.

Smack!

As the black Chess Piece landed, the surging waves of force unleashed by Buddha King Wuhai's stomp were instantly suppressed by the black Chess Piece, like a Sea-Calming Needle. They could not advance even an inch!

"So he really is a Seventh-Rank Dao Lord!" Su Qian'ge said inwardly, understanding as she sensed the aura radiating from Li Zhōujūn's attack.

"Hiss!"

Wen Mengqing and Xu Rumò also drew in sharp breaths.

The Azure Emperor was actually a Seventh-Rank Dao Lord!

At the same time, when Buddha King Wuhai saw that Li Zhōujūn's cultivation was no weaker than his own, his expression grew solemn.

"Amitabha. Benefactor, as a Seventh-Rank Dao Lord, how could you have your mind bewitched by this cat demon?" Buddha King Wuhai pressed his palms together. "This old monk still advises you: the sea of suffering has no bounds, so turn back and find the shore!"

"Master, you should go back home," Li Zhōujūn said.

Buddha King Wuhai shook his head. "This