C1059 Ancestor of Illusion

"Open!"

Tang Zhuangyuan spat out a mouthful of blood onto the brush in his hand, and the brush flew into the air.

The blood that splattered out was like a blossoming blood Mandala flower in the air, quickly flowing out towards the slightly closed eyes of the golden Buddha statue, streams of blood flowed out from the golden Buddha statue and fell onto Mount Ao