"Alas..."
Tathagata sighed. "I had originally intended to give you a chance."
"But since you are so stubbornly unrepentant, then do not blame me."
"Heh..."
Wutian sneered. "Give me a chance? Do you believe that yourself when you say it?"
"You probably do not, do you?"
Upon hearing this, Tathagata said nothing and offered no answer.
The outward formalities had to be properly observed.
Now that the formalities were done, there was nothing left but a battle.
Tathagata stepped forward. "Wutian, let me see just how strong you truly are!"
The moment Tathagata entered the fray,
he did not hesitate. He immediately unleashed a golden palm strike filled with Buddhist light! This palm strike
was no ordinary attack.
It was Tathagata's proudest technique, known as the Tathagata Divine Palm.
Watching Tathagata's palm strike approach, Wutian did not move in the slightest.
He simply sat upon the Black Lotus as purple Demonic Qi spread out from the lotus pedestal beneath him.
A purple barrier formed before Wutian.
Boom!
As the purple barrier emerged, Tathagata's palm struck it.
The thunderous blast rang out,
like exploding lightning, echoing throughout the Great Hero Hall.
Wutian remained as immovable as a mountain, sitting cross-legged within the Black Lotus.
As for Tathagata,
after holding out briefly, he was sent flying backward.
He retreated before the gathered Gods and Buddhas before barely managing to steady himself.
He had nearly fallen to the ground.
His right arm shook violently, trembling to the extreme.
Tathagata lowered his gaze to his palm, which was covered in blood.
This was the price he had paid.
Wutian remained seated upon the Black Lotus, immovable as a mountain, without the slightest change.
Yet he...
had been injured after merely exchanging blows with Wutian!
This was rather awkward.
Tathagata shifted his gaze from his