At the sight, Chi Ling clenched his right hand, and a Fang Tian Hua Ji appeared in his grasp.
The Fang Tian Hua Ji swept across, and terrifying Phoenix True Fire burned the heavens and boiled the seas.
The instant the bone blade collided with the Fang Tian Hua Ji, the two surges of energy pierced straight through the black mist, causing the stars in the surrounding void to fall.
Seeing this, Wang Hao clicked his tongue. "Damn, they're really getting serious!"
"But if you keep fighting like this, the Desperate Array Diagram might not be able to hold up."
As he spoke, Wang Hao stroked his chin and pondered for a moment.
But Wang Hao quickly figured it out.
"Forget it. I'm just a gatekeeper. Chen Changsheng can worry about this sort of thing."
After saying that, Wang Hao lay back down in his rocking chair and leisurely resumed watching the livestream.
Within the black mist.
Sanskrit chants filled the air, and golden lotuses descended one after another.
An old monk with white brows and beard sat cross-legged atop an enormous golden lotus.
As he chanted the scriptures, countless evil ghosts and wronged souls were delivered from suffering.
The ugly Ghost King was tightly bound by nine Golden Chains, while Buddha Light filled the heavens and scorched it until it screamed again and again.
"Amitabha!"
As the white-browed old monk uttered a grand Buddhist invocation.
The Ghost King, whose strength rivaled a Quasi-Emperor, turned into a wisp of green smoke amid its screams.
Having done all this, the old monk's body swayed, and he fell straight from the lotus.
"Martial Granduncle!"
Seeing this, Lin Yao immediately stepped forward and caught the old monk.
Yet Lin Yao's golden body was badly damaged, as though he had just endured a