In that instant, every Dao Lord showed excitement.
He was hurt.
Especially the World Honored One, who stood so close. After sensing Dao Tianqi, distant and unreachable in the future, his compassionate Buddha face had long since transformed into an image of Vajra Glare.
From the Buddha Palm that pierced through First Saint's body, endless calamitous and malevolent qi surged forth, attempting to completely dismantle First Saint's Dharma Body. Should it succeed, the other Dao Lords would immediately swarm in, beating a drowning dog, never giving First Saint another chance to rally!
Yet the next second, First Saint took a step forward.
With that step, the him whose chest had been pierced and whose mysteries had waned was cast into the [past]. The present him was completely unscathed, his aura only slightly diminished.
Then he looked at the World Honored One.
There were no words, only coldness and killing intent. First Saint drew a long breath, and boundless, vast power gathered its radiance within that single breath.
"Rumble."
The World Honored One bore the brunt of it. He exploded on the spot, swallowed by First Saint's breath. Even the Buddha Light was drowned beneath an even more blazing radiance, as though he had already perished.
Until a point of dim light suddenly appeared.
At first, it was no more than a spark, yet in the blink of an eye it became a light that set the plains ablaze. The World Honored One, covered in blood and with half his body shattered, fell out of that radiance.
[Tribulation]!
The great calamity slipped away, and disaster did not touch his body. Had it been the World Honored One from before, who cultivated [Karma], he would certainly have been slain by First Saint. Yet [Tribulation] had preserved his life!
"Cough, cough, cough."
Seeing