I looked up and saw Du Ruhai standing there, stripped to the waist, chanting an incantation.
He actually had a tattoo of that Evil Buddha on his body too.
We had taken every precaution against those eighteen bald men, and Zhao Laoqi had even summoned the Thunder Ancestor, yet we had failed to guard against that bastard Du Ruhai!
By then, two-thirds of the Evil Buddha's body had manifested. Zhao Laoqi looked up, and his face grew even paler.
Judging by his condition, he probably had no way to stop the Evil Buddha from appearing anymore.
Just like last time, the Evil Buddha's presence rooted me to the spot. Never mind fighting back-even my desire to flee was crushed beneath its majesty.
What terrified me even more was that the Evil Buddha hadn't opened its eyes when it appeared last time, but this time, even its eyes were open.
My legs went weak, and I collapsed.
Without my support, Zhao Laoqi fell too.
The sight of his condition gave me a fright.
Not only was his face pale, but his whole body was trembling, and his expression had become very strange.
He seemed to be afraid of something.
"Seventh Master! Seventh Master!"
I hurriedly called to him twice, but he didn't react at all. He just kept trembling.
Surely it couldn't be this bad, I thought. I'm scared to death too, but he's an expert, far stronger than me. Back then, he even beat this organization so badly they fled the country. How could someone with that much guts be frightened like this...
"Qingran..."
Just then, Zhao Laoqi, who had gone wooden, suddenly called out a name.
After calling that name, he began to cry.
Qingran...
Shen Qingran?
Zhao Laoqi seemed to have mentioned that name to us before. It