Chapter 123: Wishing a World without Suffering, Peace under Heaven (Please Subscribe, Request Monthly Pass)

No matter how much hatred filled his heart,

he wished he could kill Zhou Ping'an with a strike of his palm...

Monk Guangming knew this was not the time to linger in battle.

Not only was his neck freshly wounded, bleeding profusely like a waterfall, but his head also felt slightly dizzy.

At the same time, the blood holes in his right eye and the left side of his chest and abdomen, which had been shot through, also began to hurt.

All his wounds burst open.

It was already quite impressive that he could retain about seventy to eighty percent of his strength.

If he delayed any longer, once his injuries worsened, he would definitely face certain death.

He had already obtained the Five Desires Evil Art, the bright path lay before him, and becoming a Buddha or ancestor in the future was within reach, so how could he afford to throw his life away here?