Above the Red Moon, a red mist permeated the air.
Countless Mysterious Evil beings surged forward, assaulting the small city.
"Fight!"
A muscular man dressed in a kasaya, his bulging neck muscles barely concealed by two strands of Buddha Beads, extended his equally muscular Dharmakāya and viciously tore apart an eight-star Mysterious Evil being.
Bathed in blood, circles of Buddha's light emerged behind him.
"Myriad Buddha Light Palm!"
With a single palm strike, Buddha's light shone for ten thousand zhang, forcing high-ranking Mysterious Evil beings to retreat repeatedly.
Even the ancient ones were astonished.
Are all human beacons of hope this fierce?
"If this human can find the path to high ranking, I fear it won't be long before he surpasses you and me."
The path to high ranking?
Mage Ming Deng had long found it; he was on that path.
His path was to slay Mysterious Evil, to kill a sufficient number of them.
Hum—
