At that moment, Blood Buddha had none of the compassionate expressions typical of a Buddhist, nor did he exhibit any dignified aura. He really seemed like an evil Buddha as he slowly walked towards Fang Yi, putting immense and overwhelming pressure on him with every step he took.
Fang Yi took a deep breath, circulating the "Evil Desire Scripture" within his body, allowing the blood to flow back through his vessels, trying his best to recover from the internal injuries caused by the previous shock.
The palm strike that Blood Buddha had just delivered was blazing hot, as tough as steel—possibly the "Vajra Palm" of Shaolin Temple. Fang Yi realized that even if Blood Buddha didn't use a specific technique, he was no match for him.
The difference between Earth Level and Heavenly Level was a chasm.
Blood Buddha slowly moved forward, his hand raised, and said, "Amitabha, Mister Fang, would you choose to die by your own hands, or shall I do the deed?"
