In mid-air, a golden giant suddenly coalesced.
Like the true lord of the world, it surveyed the living with disdain.
Zhang Beixing was surrounded by a halo of golden light, the Angel's Wing extended.
His whole being seemed to merge into that Golden Body.
His voice was deep, like thunder echoing in the ears.
"Be sensible, surrender now, and perhaps I can spare your life as a dog!"
The shadowy figure abruptly halted, like a startled bird, devoid of any aggression.
"What... what is this?"
Richard spoke with a trembling voice, excitement spilling over.
Alina's pupils constricted fiercely, as if struck, staggering a few steps.
"Could this... be the legendary Buddha Power Divine Technique?"
"The power bestowed upon humanity when the First Buddha left the mortal world?"
"But wasn't this supposed to be lost for thousands of years...?"
The formerly eerie figure could not help but submit to Zhang Beixing's oppression.
