Li Wei, a young man from 21st century Earth, found herself transmigrated into a parallel high-martial world as Wu University’s prospective freshman Li Wei.
Inheriting the original host’s memo...
The dark giant slowly sat down cross-legged.
Following His movement, the nearly 100,000 soldiers under Peng Lianhu, who were closest to the lotus platform, were shaken at the same time.
The flesh and blood withered and collapsed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a pile of horrified mummies.
A scarlet torrent surged out of their bodies, rising into the sky, interweaving and condensing in the air, turning into a wide blood-red monk's robe, gently draped over the giant.
He glanced at the hundreds of thousands of shivering ants inside and outside Fengzhou, and a hint of tenderness appeared on his face.
“Chuckle…chuckle…”
The laughter was charming at first, but soon turned into a harsh madness.
The massive sound waves stirred the blood-lead colored clouds, shattered the chaotic clouds, and caused the earth to tremble.
On the plain, the heads of those who were closer exploded without warning, and red and white objects flew everywhere.
Those who were further away were bleeding from all seven orifices, screaming and convulsing on the ground, their lives gone.
It was as if the depression that had been pent up for a long time was finally released. He laughed for a long time before stopping with a feeling of unsatisfied satisfaction.
Then, He raised one of His arms and waved.
An invisible force grabbed Gu Jinzhi and Min Zimo from several miles away and hovered them in front of His huge face.
Looking at the two "little things" in front of him that were as small as dust, His huge lips curled up again, and the charming and compassionate magic sound resounded throughout the entire plain.
"Hehe... Where's that woman who stole my favor?"
"Why doesn't she dare to come?"
"Instead, I asked you two ants to come and die?"
There was a hint of resentment in his voice, and then his tone turned to teasing.
"However, I am in a good mood today, so I will not kill you."
"How about we see if that woman will come and rescue you?"
Imprisoned by an invisible force, Min Zimo and Gu Jinzhi were unable to move.
But neither of them paid any attention to the giant Buddha in front of them.
Min Zimo turned his head with difficulty, looked at Gu Jinzhi, and said with a wry smile:
"Last time it was Miss Jiang who saved me, and this time it was Mr. Gu."
"I, Min Zimo, am afraid I will never be able to repay what I owe you and your wife in this lifetime."
Gu Jinzhi had a blank expression on his face, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. He just corrected coldly:
"You've already paid back my wife's share."
"Now, you only owe me."
"Don't bother with her."
Min Zimo was stunned when he heard this, and then he burst into laughter, laughing until he was out of breath.
"You...you...I, Min Zimo...I'm not the person you think I am!"
Gu Jinzhi didn't even raise his eyelids and ignored him directly.
"ha?"
The good mood of the Great Dream Bodhisattva was completely ruined by the conversation between the two ants.
He looked down at them, murderous intent surging in his huge Buddha eyes, but his voice became increasingly gentle.
"Hey, I've changed my mind..."
"Or... I'd better kill you..."
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, the rules of the Sky Mirror have changed... Now if you die, you're really dead."
As he spoke, a pitch-black arm holding a snake-shaped curved blade suddenly swung down with a sharp scream that tore through the air.
Before the blade arrived, the destructive aura was already approaching.
Gu Jinzhi and Min Zimo looked at each other and saw a calm smile on each other's face.
The two slowly closed their eyes.
At this moment, something strange happened.
The sky is bright.
It was not the faint light of dawn, but an endless and dazzling white light that was impossible to look directly at!
It was like solidified blood-colored leaden clouds, or like remaining snow encountering the scorching sun, melting and rolling back in an instant.
The attack of the Great Dream Bodhisattva, which was powerful enough to split mountains and break peaks, suddenly froze in mid-air.
He stiffly raised his huge head and looked at the endless sky, the expression on his face becoming a little cracked...
"Wu...Xian???"