At this moment, the sky is like a bowl.

There were bursts of thunder, blue-red lightning roared, and twelve thunder beads were connected in a line, as if they were about to split the heavens and the earth—this was a supreme who walked the path of thunder.

An endless stream of blood and qi erupted from a huge pot, turning into pink clouds, and among the clouds and seas, the Buddha and Bodhisattva, who were naked and had strange faces, rolled and rolled —......

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