"I didn't expect you could actually cultivate the Vajra Copper Man to the level of the Copper Body!"
Ye Mo's voice rang out again, and as the words fell, his figure had already appeared in midair.
At this moment, a pair of sacred wings unfolded on his shoulders, like angel wings, except this pair was incomparably huge; when they spread open, they almost covered half the void.
Moreover, every flap of those wings carried a sensation as if one's very soul was being purified.
This pair of wings was precisely the Purifying Wings that Ye Mo had condensed after successfully tempering his Essence-Energy-Spirit.
The Daoist Saint Evil Buddha, who had unleashed the Copper Body, saw this scene and his expression turned aghast. The wings Ye Mo displayed were extremely familiar to him—isn't that the Purifying Wings of the Ancient Buddha Dazang? Even the Purifying Wings had fallen into his hands. Just thinking of this made him feel as though he was about to go mad.
