The two Flesh Buddhas were instantly annihilated.
The Bald Flesh Buddha was the strongest and had the most resilient mind, so he wasn't instantly annihilated.
But taking that Divine Sense impact head-on still felt like a heavy hammer blow, and his huge body staggered back several steps.
"Impossible!"
The Bald Strong Man's eyes were bloodshot, as if he had gone mad.
He stared intently at Xuan Hao, as if to engrave this terrifying enemy deep into his Soul.
"Great Black Buddha Mother!"
"Descend! Kill him!"
The Bald Strong Man pounded his swollen, enormous belly, crossing his hands over his chest to form an extremely twisted and bizarre mark.
"Pfft!"
The sound of flesh tearing echoed.
A huge gash suddenly opened on the Bald Strong Man's tattooed, enormous belly, and dark red, foul-smelling blood gushed out.
Amidst his cries of pain...
A black tentacle, wrapped in viscous liquid and covered with strange Talismanic Incantations, emerged from the gash in his belly.
Then came the second, and the third...
In a short moment, the Bald Strong Man had disappeared.
The sight before them was a writhing, rolling mass of black flesh, twisted tentacles, and countless struggling, pained human faces.
They coalesced, forming a nauseating mountain of flesh and blood!
As soon as this terrifying entity appeared, insane whispers filled the surroundings, echoing in every corner of the material world.
In the air, in the dust...
Everything was tainted with evil!
The surrounding houses, withered trees, and the broken stones and dirt underfoot began to twist wildly in their material structure, rapidly decaying.
Amidst the terrifying whispers, these materials writhed and deformed, eventually transforming into countless thick, fleshy tentacles!
The entire area became a writhing Hell of flesh and blood.
The Incarnation of the Great Black Buddha Mother, like a mountain of flesh, stood in the center of this blood and flesh, covered in bizarrely burning incense sticks.
It didn't attack at all...
But a Soul-shaking defilement and a maddening aura surged directly towards Xuan Hao!
Mental pollution had materialized.
Xuan Hao naturally bore the brunt of it, as the defiled and insane thoughts slammed against his mental barrier.
Instead of fear, a hint of disdainful smile appeared on Xuan Hao's face.
"Heh... so it's you."
Xuan Hao's voice was calm as he looked at the mountain of flesh.
"Two thousand years have passed, the world has collapsed, and you demons and monsters have come out to play?"
Xuan Hao remembered.
Two thousand years ago, when he achieved Immortal Ascension, during the process of his Ascension, he had seen this mountain of flesh in a space higher than reality.
They were malevolent entities!
Between Mortals and True Immortals, there existed a type of bizarre creature with immense power, higher than reality.
They far surpassed Mortals but could not reach the level of a True Immortal.
They were the malevolent entities.
The moment Xuan Hao's voice was heard, the black mountain of flesh, which was writhing madly and emitting an ominous, evil light, suddenly froze.
The burning incense sticks instantly extinguished.
The writhing flesh also briefly stopped moving.
On the mountain of flesh, countless pained human faces all turned towards Xuan Hao.
The next second...
The massive black mountain of flesh suddenly contracted!
Those writhing fleshy tentacles and the evil power receded like a tide, shrinking back into that small abdominal opening.
"What?"
The Bald Strong Man's pupils constricted, his face filled with incredulous panic.
"Buddha Mother!"
Alas, his cries were in vain.
After a pause of less than half a second...
The mountain of flesh, under Xuan Hao's gaze, shrank back into the gash in the Bald Strong Man's abdomen at a speed far exceeding its descent.
The Bald Strong Man seemed to have been drained of all strength, his body rapidly shrinking.
He stumbled and fell to the ground, looking at Xuan Hao in horror, with only endless fear in his eyes.
This fear came from the Great Black Buddha Mother!
The Buddha Mother... ran away?!
Just because of a single sentence from the other party?
....
"That was close..."
Just as the Bald Strong Man collapsed, on a distant street, the Flower-Faced Man's face was pale, and he was drenched in sweat.
He looked down at his arm...
Countless tiny worms were wriggling under his skin, causing pulsating lumps to rise; this was the Great Black Buddha Mother's invasion of him.
Fortunately, the Buddha Mother had retreated, and the invasion had stopped.
But the remnants of this fleshly mutation still left him with lingering fear.
He had witnessed this incredible scene!
The messenger simply stood there and spoke only one sentence.
That supreme being, which had almost turned everything into a Hell of flesh and blood, was scared like a startled mouse and instantly retreated.
"True Monarch's Divine Might!"
The Flower-Faced Man knelt on the ground.
Qu Huaiwei, though equally shocked, had stronger psychological resilience.
She looked around, confirmed there were no other threats, and then quickly rushed to Xuan Hao's side:
"I got the item!"
She gave the Flower-Faced Man a look.
The Flower-Faced Man, as if waking from a dream, endured the severe pain and scrambled to Xuan Hao's feet, humbly holding up a palm-sized black square box with both hands:
"Lord Messenger, the mission is accomplished."
"This is the ancient relic the True Monarch requested, please examine it!"
The Flower-Faced Man was immensely grateful that he had made the right choice.
In the face of the True Monarch's supreme Divine Might, what kind of Buddha Mother was she? She was nothing but a low-class piece of trash!
"So it was you who betrayed us!"
The Bald Strong Man, who was sprawled on the ground, regained his senses and glared at the kneeling Flower-Faced Man with a fierce expression.
The Flower-Faced Man turned his head, a mocking look on his face:
"In the face of the True Monarch's supreme Divine Might, what is the Great Black Buddha Mother? Nothing but a piece of trash that can't even make it to the stage!"
Xuan Hao ignored the two of them and took the black box.
The box opened to reveal a transparent liquid, in which a human eyeball was immersed.
It was indeed his own eye!
It was just a pity that there was only one.
Xuan Hao took out the eyeball, and at that very moment, the eyeball seemed to come alive instantly.
"How is this possible?"
The Bald Strong Man's face showed astonishment.
They had possessed this eyeball for a long time, but they could never use its power.
Only when the Buddha Mother descended could they barely use the eyeball.
But now this eyeball was alive?
Xuan Hao ignored the Bald Strong Man's surprise and placed the eyeball into his left eye socket.
"Buzz!"
It was as if a star exploded in his eye socket.
An indescribable, terrifying fluctuation erupted from Xuan Hao.
This was not a physical impact.
It was a pure torrent of spiritual Origin.
The mist covering the entire village was stirred, swirling madly, and then rapidly expanding outwards.
Like an invisible tide, it submerged the village, the fields and roads, the rivers and hills!
Compared to before, the range had increased tenfold.
Above the misty, gray sky, the looming giant Primordial Spirit suddenly opened its eyes.
Dazzling blood-red light swept out!
The vast gray-white sea of mist was instantly dyed a crimson Hell, and a terrifying, suffocating Primordial Spirit pressure enveloped everything.
"Congratulations on your True Monarch's recovery!"
Watching this miraculous scene, the Flower-Faced Man was so shocked that he prostrated himself.
"Welcome, True Monarch."
Qu Huaiwei also lowered her head.
Xuan Hao nodded slightly, and his figure gradually dissipated.
His goal had been achieved.
As Xuan Hao and the terrifying crimson light disappeared, the sea of mist rapidly faded, and the village returned to normal.
The Bald Strong Man's face was ashen, and he struggled to get up.
After a moment of hesitation, he looked at Qu Huaiwei:
"Um, do you still... still recruit people? My abilities are decent, A-level martial artist beginner, maybe I could be of some use?"
The Flower-Faced Man jumped up and mocked loudly:
"Weren't you so arrogant just now? Calling out the Great Black Buddha Mother, now the Buddha Mother is scared witless by the True Monarch, tucking her tail and fleeing for her life, and you come crawling to join us?"
"Good birds choose their trees to perch on."
The Bald Strong Man's expression remained unchanged.
"A wise man knows when to adapt!" The Bald Strong Man glanced at the Flower-Faced Man again, "Since you even recruit trash like him, there's no reason for them to refuse an A-level martial artist like me, is there?"
"You!" The Flower-Faced Man's face turned green with anger.
"That's right."
A voice sounded, and a short man emerged from the ground.
It was the fellow who had used Earth Evasion Technique earlier.
Clearly, he had also witnessed the Buddha Mother's escape.
"I must abandon the darkness and embrace the light."
The short man looked at Qu Huaiwei.
She was silent for a few seconds. An A-level martial artist and this elusive Earth Evasion Technique indeed had value.
"In that case, your performance will be judged from now on." Qu Huaiwei agreed.
She knew very well that the True Monarch didn't care about these things.
But as the founder of the Corpse Immortal Path, she had to make this organization valuable.