Buddha Descends Upon the World

Sun Wukong and Luo Shixin shot into the spatial rift above the Divine Hall like two streaks of rainbow light. The tribulation clouds had long since dispersed with the appearance of the golden bell, allowing everyone to clearly see the abyss-like rift stretched across the heavens.

Qin Jun watched anxiously. He did not immediately send Pipa forward, because she was his secret weapon against Buddha. The less he had to use her, the better.

For the Nirvana Bodhi Tree, he had to consider every possibility.

If Buddha learned of Pipa in advance, he would definitely be on guard the next time they met.

Qin Jun did not believe Buddha would let his avatar carry the Nirvana Bodhi Tree.

Last time, Buddha's avatar had left the Great Qin Heavenly Court helpless, yet Kuafu had still scared him away.

Kuafu, with only the early Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm cultivation, had threatened him with his life and frightened off Buddha's avatar. That showed the avatar was not absurdly powerful.

Perhaps this avatar had been strengthened, but Qin Jun believed it could not be much stronger.

Boom!

A massive golden palm descended from the rift in the sky, pressing Sun Wukong and Luo Shixin downward.

Gales swept in all directions, shaking the world. The uppermost parts of the Divine Hall castle were crushed into ruin, and Divine Hall guards fled in terror. Even Zun Ru Dao and Fairy Hei Die moved aside.

Sun Wukong and Luo Shixin wore savage expressions, veins bulging as they desperately resisted Buddha's divine palm.

"Buddha, is that all you've got? Compared to before, this is weak as shit!"

Sun Wukong taunted him. Though he was suffering greatly, he was still wildly excited, because this Buddha was practically a different person from the one he had encountered during his