Long Tu, who was preparing to attack, suddenly stopped and raised his head to look at the southwest sky.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Are you finally here? Hmph! I thought you were going to be a coward."
After a pause, he snorted lightly.
"However, it's meaningless even if you come."
With that, he turned his attack on Jianghai city to the southwest.
The black clouds formed a demon dragon and roared as it charged toward the southwest. The black clouds on the demon dragon's body rolled, and one could vaguely see some blood surging from them.
That immense force shook the heaven and earth.
Rays of golden light began to spread out from the southwest, like sharp swords, pressing straight toward the demon dragon.
These rays of golden light cut through the clouds, finally revealing the true face inside.
It was a huge golden Buddha palm!
It was taller than a mountain, and its power was endless.