"The eighth-ranked Dharma Body? It looks like nothing special." One Amon said with a smile.
"Honestly, I don't really accept that our Dharma Body isn't listed in the Ninety-Nine Dharma Body Rankings." Another Amon adjusted his Monocle.
"There's nothing to be done about that. We've made too few appearances, and we've never truly fought at full strength."
"But even without going all out, dealing with the three of you won't be a problem."
The Amon Avatars chimed in one after another, each of them utterly disregarding the Mohe Ancient Clan's three Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereigns.
At last, the nine avatars spoke in unison, "Witness the Celestial Worthy Dharma Body!"
Layer upon layer of echoes rippled through heaven and earth.
The surging spiritual energy storm gradually subsided and came to a standstill. Yet amid that stillness, an unusual and ominous aura spread.
An ancient, desolate, frenzied, bloodthirsty will permeated the air. Even Mohe Tian and the others were affected, feeling a wave of discomfort.
"What is that thing?" The gaze of one Heavenly Sovereign maintaining the formation held a trace of fear that even he himself had failed to notice.
"What an evil aura."
"There can actually be such foul, ominous existences? It's practically more wicked than the Outer Realm Devils."
Under the contamination of that aura, the spirit beasts and plants in the mountain forests began to mutate.
The spirit beasts became crazed and bloodthirsty, slaughtering one another. Having lost all reason, they bit with their fangs and tore with their claws. Even when facing beings clearly stronger than themselves, they still charged forward with roars.
The plants joined the slaughter as well. Ordinary giant trees in the mountains pulled their roots out of the ground, extending them like tentacles toward one another and toward the animals. Once they ensnared