Vast Buddha Light streamed forth from sword qi that filled heaven and earth. Like floodwaters bursting through a dam, it flooded the Cloud Sea, splitting sky and earth in two, turning all of creation into Void Darkness.
For a moment, all sounds fell silent.
Even high above in the Vault Sky, Emperor Jiayou and the Old Dragon Lord halted their spell duel, their shocked gazes turning toward Lu Yang.
He actually killed him.
Precious lotus was, after all, the public head of the Pure Land Buddhist Cultivators. Not to mention he had cultivated the Dao-Seeking Immortal Method. And yet he was still killed?
Unbelievable!
Yet in the next instant, as a resonant chime echoed out, a newborn baby girl in an ordinary Jiangxi household opened her eyes.
"Amitabha!"
The Buddha's invocation boomed like thunder. The scattered Buddha Light instantly gathered again, and the infant grew into an adult upon touching the ground, resuming the form of Precious Lotus Treasury Bodhisattva. His aura remained at its peak. Other than the utterly livid expression on that seductive face, neither his dharma power nor his position had suffered the slightest damage!
Seeing this, Lu Yang could not help sighing.
At the Golden Core Middle Stage, an Unfallen Grotto-Heaven is still too difficult to kill.
That heaven-shaking sword strike had nearly drained sixty percent of his dharma power. At his current realm, dharma power had long since become bound to his soul and Gold Nature.
Given time, he could recover in mere moments.
But with the two sides clashing in spell combat and their auras colliding, who would give him the leisure to regulate his breathing and restore his dharma power? Striking while the enemy was sick and taking his life was only natural!
—He could not win.
At that moment, Lu Yang clearly