Hearing that invocation of the Buddha, Zhao Su hurriedly shielded Ning Rongrong behind him as she continued refining Huai Kong and the Eighteen Arhat Venerables.
In just an instant, an old monk wearing a kasaya, with long white eyebrows appeared.
Alongside him, a Taoist in white robes, seemingly not even thirty yet possessing the bearing of an immortal, appeared before Zhao Su and the others.
"Amitabha. Benefactor, since you have already won, why must you slaughter them to the last?"
The Old Monk first invoked the Buddha's name, then sent a powerful pressure bearing down on Zhao Su.
Although his expression and tone were peaceful, the aura emanating from him said everything.
"Cut the crap. If you can defeat me, they'll naturally get to live!"
Zhao Su's attitude was equally unyielding. Since they wanted him dead, he had to make sure they died.
There was nothing more to say.
"Rongrong, keep refining them!"
Zhao Su moved Ning Rongrong to a safe spot behind him, then the Emperor Seven Kill Sword hovered before him.
It formed the Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper Sword Array and charged toward the Old Monk, the Buddha Lord.
At that moment, not only did the Old Monk move, but the immortal-looking Taoist beside him, who seemed not even thirty, moved as well.
Behind the Old Monk appeared a Buddha statue seated cross-legged upon a lotus, its Buddhist radiance blazing even brighter than Huai Kong's Buddha Shadow.
Above the Taoist's head appeared a Primordial Eight Trigrams Diagram imbued with the aura of the Heavenly Dao.
Under the guidance of the Primordial Eight Trigrams Diagram, dark clouds blanketed the sky. Bolts of lightning flashed and struck viciously toward Zhao Su.
"Emperor Seven Kill-annihilate, slay!"
The Emperor Seven Kill Sword's Eighth Soul Ring lit up. A transcendent, ethereal sword intent emerged