Xiao Bai's heart sank as he felt the Five Prisons Mark vanish without a trace.
As the second person present with a five hells immortal body, Chen Miao naturally sensed the change in the Five Prisons Mark. His gaze toward the black Buddha Statue immediately changed.
Just as Chen Miao narrowed his eyes and prepared to act, Zhong Cai shot out from behind him first, turning into a black meteor that hurtled toward the black Buddha.
Boom!
With a tremendous crash, Zhong Cai gouged a deep trench in the ground. He rose again and looked back.
The black Buddha Statue remained completely unharmed. Standing before it was the Wrathful Bodhisattva, his brows slanting sharply upward.
But the Wrathful Bodhisattva had changed from before.
Originally, he had looked like a lean middle-aged man, no more than 1.75 meters tall.
Now, his knotted muscles writhed, black smoke seeped from his eyes, and bulging veins covered his once-smooth forehead. His height had shot straight up to 2.5 meters!
Standing there, he looked more like a monster than a man!
He had blocked Zhong Cai's path and knocked him off course.
Watching from nearby, Chen Miao recalled the Flesh Buddha he had personally killed at the Bathhouse.
Compared with that fleshy monster, which had formed using a Buddhist shrine and absorbing other people's flesh, the Flesh Bodhisattva before him still barely qualified as human.
But there was no doubt that this Flesh Bodhisattva was stronger than that earlier monster-far stronger!
At the very least, that fleshy monster could never have withstood Zhong Cai's charge. That impact carried more than physical force; there was corpse qi and more behind it.
Yet the Wrathful Bodhisattva had merely been driven feet-first into the ground, his body entirely uninjured.
Even as Chen Miao watched, Zhong Cai and the