Chapter 399: What Grudge, What Grievance

The battle between Zhao Fusheng and the Peacock Buddha Mother was akin to Heavenly Thunder stirring the Earth Fire, reaching an extreme in an instant.

Zhao Fusheng had acquired a Great Axe in his hand, and his Dharma Image was actually a painting scroll, blurry and unclear as to what it depicted.

With a left fist and a right axe, he unleashed a succession of attacks accompanied by light, wind, thunder, and lightning. He constantly shifted his tactics, probing for the Peacock Buddha Mother's weaknesses. But whether it was molten lava flow or wind sand thunder, these were just supporting attacks; his formidable physical body and inherent mana were the core.

The Peacock Monk was unpredictably elusive, managing to dodge attacks at the moment they struck; if he couldn't avoid them, he'd leave behind a shadow of a Golden Bodhisattva in his place. This Gold Bodhisattva seemed both ethereal and solid, compelling Zhao Fusheng to exert full force in his strikes to shatter it.