Chương 1524: Death of the Commander

Su Zimo was expressionless.

Although he was unfamiliar with the methods of the God race, there were countless Dharmic arts and three thousand Daos—all of them had similarities.

Su Zimo clasped his palms together and lowered his head, chanting an indecipherable sutra in Sanskrit.

"Om! Ah! Mo! Ga…!"

The Sanskrit possessed a mysterious might!

Gradually, a divine Buddhist light shrouded Su Zimo's body and he turned dignified with an extraordinary aura!

The Great Light Mantra!

The Auditory Release Mantra!

The Sensory Enigma Mantra!

The Six Paths Diamond Mantra!

The four secret incantations did not have much offensive power and were merely used by the Buddhist monasteries to purify souls and release their grievances.

Many God race riders were reborn, wearing armor and wielding swords and shields. Even if Su Zimo were to fight them head-on and suppress them, they would stand once more.