บท 188: 187. The Return of the Empress

As the young monk spoke, he raised his palm.

Under the pressure of Yanzhao's palm, the young monk began to retreat step by step.

This retreat was eighteen steps.

With every step he took back, his power and aura increased.

Eighteen steps later, another eighteen levels of hell appeared.

The eighteen levels of hell in Yanzhao were like a tall tower.

The young monk's eighteen levels of hell were the exact opposite. The levels were down, like an upside-down pagoda. The base of the pagoda was on top, and the tip of the pagoda was down.

After he retreated 18 steps, Yan Zhao could no longer move forward.

It wasn't that Yan Zhao's own strength had declined, but that the other party's strength had suddenly soared.

When the dark Buddha formed by his palm intent opened its eyes, there was also a soul-stirring light flashing.

Yan Zhao's heart sank.