Although the mist had vanished, black light surged once more.
Tendrils of black light, resembling spirit serpents, slithered from all directions, twisting and converging. In an instant, they engulfed the entire forest.
Seeing that Sānzàng was about to be swallowed by the black light, Arhat Baoguang unhesitatingly summoned his pestle, which radiated boundless Buddhist light as he sought to dispel the strange darkness.
Chapter 190