"Jing Heng?"
Wenren Zheng's pupils suddenly contracted.
It was not his first encounter with the "Buddha's Words," but the descending power this time was far more vast and solid, as if it truly invoked the will of all Buddhas!
"You've recovered from your injuries?!"
A Heavenly Dragon roared and descended, narrowly evaded by Wenren Zheng, the astral wind tearing the afterimage to shreds.
At the same instant, the void behind him shattered, Garuda's sharp claws descended like a heavenly blade toward the back of his head, only to collide with the surging Protective Body Soldiers, emitting a piercing clang!
Wenren Zheng spun around, brandishing his spear, the tip tracing a red arc like a shooting star, instantly piercing through Garuda's chest!
The ferocious bird cried out mournfully as it exploded, its bloodied feathers raining down like rain.
"Indeed, this old monk has returned to the peak."
