Alex and Daya, who were hiding in the dark, felt a little creepy when they heard this.
Pigsy lay on the ground immediately, with his round ass constantly trembling, as if noticing its natural
enemy was in the biological chains. That roar weakened its heart and four feet.
The Miller family members felt even worse. Almost everyone kneeled on the ground, prostrating and
worshiping.
âThis roar is not quite right.â Alex asked, âIâm afraid the old man in the coffin has turned into a demonic
beast, right?â
Daya grabbed his hand and said, âDonât be afraid. I will protect you.â
Right now, she was emitting the glow of motherly love. Alex gently trembled and dared not think further.
Just a few moments ago, she was lying on top of himâ¦
Just then, the demonic beasts that were locked in the cage roared in unison.
âAh, it hurts. The old b*stard is sucking our blood essence furiously!â
âNot good, the old b*stard is going to come out of the gate, and heâs going to suck us to death before
he comes out!â
âLetâs fight!â a low, hoarse voice was heard abruptly from the black cage in the far corner.
In an instant, all the demonic beasts quieted down. They found that the one who said this was the bald
monk brought in last, and suddenly they looked like fools.
A phoenix spoke, âWhat kind of nonsense fight is this? If you could fight, you would have done it earlier.
Why have you suffered here for more than 3,000 years? These shackles and chains have long limited
our cultivation. Monk, you have not said a word since you came in. You do not have any cards up your
sleeves, right? If you have them, hurry up and use them. Otherwise, we will die!â
Alex hid in the dark. He was also thinking about how he could save Pindola. He finally decided to use
the Xavion Sword, trying to see if the chains could be cut off.
However, he heard Monk Pindola speak. âI do have a way to get out of the trap, but I need your
assistance to help me rip the chains off, and then I will come back to help you.â
A demonic beast shouted, âMonk, donât you dilly-dally. What do you want to do? Hurry up! We canât last
long.â
âGood!â
Golden light erupted from the monkâs body, shooting out golden threads. The threads extended from
the monkâs cage and entered the other cages.
Fire Phoenix was excited. âMonk, with your help, we have actually unsealed part of the cultivation.â
Pinola said, âQuick, lend me your cultivation, use the golden threads to cross the power!â
âGood, Great Monk. Whether we succeed or fail is at stake. If I can get out of the trap, I will join your
Buddha Realm of the Western Paradise to be a female Buddha.â
The one who said this was a female demon. As she spoke, she transmitted some of her cultivations to
the golden thread. It was a life-and-death situation. She had no choice.
The monk responded, âNo problem, from now on, you are the first female Buddha in my Buddha Realm
of the Western Paradise.â
Another great demon responded, âI will also enter your Spiritual Valley. I will not be a Bodhisattva, I
want to be a golden Buddha phantom.â
The monk responded likewise, âVery well, you are the first golden Buddha phantom of Spirit Valley.â
âGreat Monk, can I be a Buddha relic?â
âYes, as long as you are bent on Buddhahood, one day, you will be a lifelong Buddha relic.â
âGreat Monk, is there a Happy Buddha in Spiritual Valley? I would like to join you in your training.â
âAmitabha Buddha, I can introduce you to a more suitable candidate, Ksitigarbhaâs Buddha. He is very
strong and not at peace. Therefore, he will match you perfectly.â
Alex heard Pindola speak with twisted knowledge and logic, and he did not know what to say,
especially at the end, where Pindola actually gave that mother bear demon the cultivation of a Happy
Buddha. This act was simply devoid of morality.
The kneeling Miller family heard all of it!
âIt is not good. The monk is going to get out of the cage. Quickly restrain him!â
âKill him! Donât give him a chance!â
âUse the magic formation. There is a magic formation controller hereâ¦â
A group of people from the Miller family jumped up and hurriedly reacted, but it was too late.
Pindola fired up, his body shining with golden light and surrounded by suspended mysterious Buddhist
patterns. He grabbed the shacldes penetrating his body, at that moment, his end of the shackles
emitted a blood colored light. There were clanging sormds, but the golden light drowned them.
Finally, he bellowed, slowly pulling out the shackles.