Seeing that her thousand years of savings amounted to nothing more than a casual spark in the other party's hand, the old woman felt not only rage but also an inexplicable fear.
"You brat, what you used was not a Buddhist method!"
the old woman rasped in a low voice.
"You hypocrites who call yourselves merciful—even your moves carry the intent of benevolence. How could they possibly be so domineering?"
"I am merely a registered disciple who has learned a little Buddhist art. Who says I must use Buddhist methods to subdue you? The myriad paths under heaven may take different roads but arrive at the same destination. So long as it can subdue demons and eliminate devils, it is naturally a good method."
Ye Tian said coldly. He could not be bothered to waste words with her. With one hand, his Glazed Fire transformed into an enraged dragon, complementing the Sword Dragon perfectly.
Ye Tian hovered in midair, supported by a Fire Dragon and a Sword Dragon to either side. Beneath his feet, he lightly stepped upon the Azure Resolution Cloud Piercing Sword, his long robe and sleeves dancing in the wind.
Behind him, the sea of Sword Qi and the prairie-burning flames each occupied half the sky, their momentum grand and tyrannical.
As for the old woman, the three-legged toad was enormous, carrying her upon its back. Foul-smelling liquid continuously flowed from the pustules on its back.
The poisonous gas rose like billowing black smoke, occupying a stretch of sky. Yet those poisonous fumes did not dare approach Ye Tian's side at all. A mere wisp from the sea of fire behind him could ignite poisonous mist for ten thousand miles.
The old woman had truly suffered from his earlier attack and had developed misgivings.
"This old woman