Chapter 173: A Drop of Blood

The Evil Buddha was sliced in two with a single stroke.

Such a massive body.

In an instant, it turned to ash and dispersed.

As the Evil Buddha perished, the strange and chilling aura that had hovered at Nine Curves Road seemed like rootless duckweed, gradually dissipating.

However,

Gu Qingfeng didn't care about these things.

His gaze,

from beginning to end, was fixed in the direction where the Evil Buddha had fallen.

At the spot where the Evil Buddha once was, a drop of golden, murky blood suddenly appeared.

"Blood!"

Gu Qingfeng's expression shifted slightly.

One must know that when an Evil Spirit falls, it is like the eerie death of a body: once slain, it only leaves behind black ash.

But,

this time as the Evil Buddha fell, a drop of blood remained, giving Gu Qingfeng an instinctive feeling that this drop of blood was not simple.

Immediately,

Gu Qingfeng approached the drop of blood.