If I come into contact, who knows how terrifying it might be?
Chen Yuan's gaze shifted to Moluo. He nodded slightly, placed one hand on his chest, and recited a Buddhist chant, instantly blanketing the entire magma with immense pressure.
The Fire Qilin, which pretended to be asleep below, received the most pressure and snorted, letting out a long roar.
"Roar!!!"
The roar was like a Dragon Roar, resonating like a thunderclap, identical to the roar heard during the last entry into the Big Buddha to obtain the Blood Bodhi, except the sound was even louder.
Magma surged and rolled, forming a whirlpool.
The atmosphere around began to grow heavy. Chen Yuan was facing a formidable enemy, ready to respond to unforeseen situations. Void Stagnation was poised to strike, yet Moluo remained calm throughout.
Even at its prime, the Fire Qilin likely wouldn't be a match for Moluo, especially since it had been suppressed by Buddhist magic for over two hundred years.
Thus, he was not worried.
