Chapter 631: Extreme Night
Qiku's brow was tightly knitted.
His Buddhist radiance was indeed the natural nemesis of malevolent qi, but the malevolent qi surrounding him was far too dense, like a vast and boundless ocean. That golden Buddhist radiance could illuminate one corner, yet it could not drive away all of that darkness.
Each time the vajra pestle swept through, it tore a gash in the malevolent qi, but the very next instant even more malevolent qi came surging in from every direction, filling that gash back in.
"Amitabha."
Qiku intoned the Buddha's name, his expression growing more and more grave.
Hua Yunfeng was in danger.
Xu Yan and Yang Xuanyi exchanged a glance, the True Origin within them surging like a bursting flood, preparing to force their way through that mass of malevolent qi at any cost. Just at that moment,
"Hmmm!!!"
A sword cry, pure and clear to the absolute extreme, erupted from deep within that dense and ink-black malevolent qi.