The abbot took a step forward.
His once gentle, easygoing aura vanished. He stood as still as a mountain.
Mozhu made no move to attack. A cold smile curled his lips.
"Why the hurry?"
"It's been years since I last visited the Ancient Zen Monastery. I prepared two gifts for the occasion."
He raised a hand. Thick, black Plunder Aura surged from his palm and burst outward, spreading through the sky and across the ground like ink spilled over the world.
Screech!
A piercing cry tore through the Cloud Sea.
A Skeletal Demon Bird took shape within the torrent of black aura.
Nothing remained of its body but pale, bare bones. Not a feather covered its wings, and black Evil Breath writhed through the gaps in its skeleton. Its wings spanned nearly twenty meters. With a single flap, a violent gust swept across the entire rear mountain.
Where the gust passed, swathes of spirit bamboo dried out, yellowed, and crumbled. The spirit plants the monastery had cultivated with such care had their vitality ripped away, turning to ash in seconds. The bird wheeled low over the ground, its empty sockets fixed on the red panda disciples below. Its talons gleamed with corrosive light. One low sweep left a web of cracks across the pale-gold barrier protecting the monastery.
The ground shook with a thunderous rumble, and the rock beneath it split apart!
Tons of earth and stone sprayed outward as a Green-skinned Synthetic Giant rose from below.
It stood over four meters tall. Knotted muscles were stitched to the flesh of other creatures, and its blue-green skin oozed thick, corrosive fluid. A huge mouth lined with sharp teeth split across its chest. Saliva dripped onto the bluestone, eating countless pits into it on contact.
Every step shook the earth and