Peacock Ming King spat blood as he was sent flying backward, the splendid peacock feathers behind him instantly dissipating like a dream.
"Pfft!!"
With Peacock Ming King's crushing defeat, not only did he himself vomit blood, but the various Buddhas standing by, who had each contributed a portion of their Power of Wishes, also vomited blood and fell from the sky.
"Not worth a blow."
Mu Jinyu retracted the Dragon Phoenix Cauldron that had been protecting him and Sheng Rulai, and said softly.
Then, with another wave of his hand, he retracted the Divine Dragon Soul that had been coiling in the sky, blotting out the sun.
This battle, for Peacock Ming King, was one where he had used all sorts of methods, utilizing everything he could.
But in the end, the result was still an unavoidable and crushing defeat.
As for Mu Jinyu, he had never really taken this battle seriously.
