Blood covered the Dao Dimension!

Endless blood had converged at the Dao Dimension!

Yang Ye’s eyes were closed tight, and the Sword Spirit was in his grasp.

The Buddhist Progenitor glanced at Yang Ye and was about to attack when Yang Ye suddenly opened his eyes. In an instant, a golden pagoda appeared above him, and then a pitch black face flashed out from his forehead.

A face!

A face that was filled with endless resentment and hatred!

It was the resentment and hatred which Yang Ye had absorbed earlier!

How terrifying was a mass of endless hatred and resentment?

The Buddhist Progenitor frowned when he saw it.

A solemn expression!

The Buddhist’s Progenitor’s eyes were filled with a solemn expression!

He didn’t dare act carelessly against it and pressed his palms together. In an instant, rays of golden light swept out incessantly from within him, and then slammed down in waves against the face.

However, as soon as they came into contact with the face, they were instantly obliterated like snow dropping into hot oil.

Bang!

A rumbling explosion...