Kind-browed and benevolent-eyed, yet the pressure he gave off was anything but ordinary.
Following Hui Xuan's low shout, the Buddha brought his hands together, then swept them outward.
In an instant, the entire vault of heaven was shrouded in dazzling golden Buddhist light.
A giant hand dozens of mu in size came crashing down from the sky.
Judging by that momentum, it seemed as if even a mountain could be slapped into dust by it.
Were it any other cultivator, they would likely have fallen into despair already, utterly unable to resist. This was none other than Buddhism's supreme demon-subduing divine ability, the Tathagata Palm.
Lin Xuan had seen it on the Jialuo Ancient Demon as well, but compared to the power before his eyes, it was simply not something that could be spoken of in the same breath.
After all, though that ancient demon had once been an existence of the Lihe Realm, his refined soul had long since been worn away by the formation until his soul flew apart and scattered. The remaining shell, combined with True Person Tianxiu's Nascent Soul, could only display strength at the Nascent Soul Late Stage. How could it compare with the old monk before her?
A trace of balefulness flashed across Meng Ruyan's beautiful face. She raised her jade hand and gave a soft shout: "Go!"
The Green Shadow Falling Snow Sword flickered with spiritual light, its momentum like a rainbow. A thousand-zhang streak of white silk, like an immortal flying in from beyond the heavens, slashed viciously onto that giant hand.
Boom!
A terrifying explosion rang in their ears. For several li around, everything was Buddhist light and Sword Qi, yet it was incomparably berserk.
A thread of crimson blood slid from the corner of Fairy Ruyan's mouth, while Hui Xuan's