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108: Please, ghost Buddha, open your eyes!

Qian Qingcang’s face twitched, his gaze lowered, lingering on the wide-eyed head for a long time before he slowly looked up at Qin Feng.

A moment later, his lips curved slightly: “No rush… no rush!”

“Soon, he will personally pluck off your head.”

Qin Feng’s lips curled slightly: “Is that so?”

Golden light remained in his eyes as he scanned Qian Qingcang and the Qian Family members behind him, one by one.

...

[Qian Qingcang]

[Profession: Monk.]

[Level: Nine Revolutions, Level 300.]

[Combat Power: Ten million.]

...

[Qian Zhou]

[Profession: Monk.]

[Level: Seven Revolutions, Level 211.]

[...]

...

Information appeared in his eyes.

Qin Feng lowered his gaze and gently raised his hand.

A Revival Scroll immediately appeared in his palm.

The scroll unfurled, and silver light spilled down.

On Qian Hongan’s neck, a ball of flesh grew again.

In an instant, it transformed into a head, reviving him for the second time.

“Ah…”

Revived again, horror still permeated Qian Hongan’s eyes.

Experiencing death twice in a row, the pain filled him with immense terror, even causing his devotion to the Ghost Buddha to wane significantly.

“Father, save me!”

Suddenly, he cried out to Qian Qingcang below.

But no sooner had his voice fallen than Qin Feng once again covered his head with his five fingers, causing his eyes to suddenly widen.

“Are you still going to pretend with such a devout attitude?”

Qin Feng’s voice was calm as he spoke slowly.

What he wanted was this kind of terror; dying silently was too easy for them.

As his voice fell, he suddenly exerted force with his five fingers, and veins bulged on his arm.

This time, he did not choose to tear off Qian Hongan’s head; instead, he powerfully constricted his five fingers, directly deforming Qian Hongan’s head.

As Qian Hongan’s painful screams rang out.

With a bang!

His head instantly exploded, blood splattering and covering Qin Feng’s hands and clothes.

You Changlong turned to look at the red and white matter on his bone claw and sighed: “That’s a bit disgusting.”

After all, he was a Beast Companion formed from a professional, not a true beast.

This slippery sensation of blood covering his palm was something he was experiencing for the first time.

The Qian Family members looked at the exploded head, and the scarlet in their eyes trembled slightly.

“Mercy, mercy…”

Qian Qingcang was expressionless, and the scarlet in his eyes grew even more intense.

His gaze swept over the several sky-obscuring giant beasts above the sky, and his expression shifted slightly.

He had to admit that such a large number of Ancient grade, and even an Ancient Ninth Tribulation, had truly exceeded his expectations.

However, they had arrived a bit too late after all.

The power of the Ghost Buddha, even if it was just an Avatar, was by no means something a Nine Revolutions could contend with.

“Foolish people, repent.”

As Qian Qingcang’s voice fell, he looked up at the monstrous giant Buddha Head above him.

Then he suddenly stretched out his arms, his face filled with fanaticism: “Please! Ghost Buddha, open your eyes!”

“Please! Ghost Buddha, open your eyes!”

As his voice fell, the Qian Family members simultaneously looked up, stretched out their arms, and shouted fanatically.

In an instant, monstrous blood-fiend energy surged from their bodies, wildly flowing into the Buddha Head.

The blood-fiend aura around the Buddha Head began to riot, rolling and surging like a tide.

An incredibly terrifying power, filled with an indescribable might, was gradually descending.

Bai Su’s expression changed drastically, and a strong sense of fear made his hair stand on end.

The ghost fire in You Changlong’s eye sockets burned wildly; he felt a familiar aura descending.

The several great Beast Companions all showed different signs of fear, only Qin Feng remained as usual, waiting quietly.

His eyes were filled with golden light, and the information of the Blood-fiend Buddha Head appeared in his eyes.

...

[Ghost Buddha Avatar]

[Level: Demigod.]

[Current Status: About to descend.]

...

A Demigod?

Qin Feng’s gaze was cold, and a skill panel slowly unfolded before his eyes.

...

[Divine Edict]

[Skill Effect: Edict from a god, what is said becomes law, below gods, none shall disobey.]

[Cooldown: Twenty-four hours.]

[Note: The more targets selected, and the stronger they are, the shorter the duration will be.]

...

Since it is not a god.

Under Divine Edict, all shall obey my command!

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