Is It Only You?

Millions of believers knelt in a dark mass around the ritual altar.

Every one of their faces was utterly vacant, their eyes hollow. They showed no reaction to Li Huaian's intrusion—or rather, they simply did not care.

"The Buddha Lord's boundless compassion shall grant him immortality today!"

"The Buddha Lord's boundless divine powers shall bring about his transformation today!"

"Buddha Lord..."

Like souls drained from their bodies, these believers continuously bowed and chanted toward the horrifying mountain of writhing flesh atop the altar.

Amid the various cries and the countless low, unified voices reciting sutras, specks of pure white radiance continually drifted from above their heads, gathering into trickling streams that flowed without end into the flesh mountain.

Li Huaian felt her scalp go numb!

That white light contained not only pure Buddhist faith power, but also a trace of Imperial Dragon Qi that only the direct bloodline of the Great Sheng Imperial Family could sense and command!

The other party was likely using the Second Prince Li Xuanyu's skin and bloodline to carry out some appalling ritual here!

What made her heart pound even harder was that, as that vast amount of white light flowed into it, the huge, disgusting bulk of the flesh mountain began slowly shrinking at a visible rate.

In contrast, the pressure it gave off became ever more terrifying!

Every wriggle of flesh seemed to shake the surrounding space. That immense pressure, carrying the grand and majestic aura of Buddhism, left Li Huaian gasping for breath!

The identity of the flesh mountain was already as clear as day!

Other than that mysterious Buddha Lord of the Great Brahma Palace, who else could possess such means? Who else could wield such boundless pressure?

We're finished.

If General Ye were here, perhaps he could interrupt the