When they witnessed this scene.
Some were dazzled.
Some revealed strange expressions.
Some trembled inwardly, their minds blank.
Others remained as calm as ever.
The different reactions all stemmed from their own understanding.
Yet no one could deny that the moment Foolish Monk made his move, he displayed Buddhist divine might capable of shocking the world.
Far beyond what ordinary peerless Dao Ancestors could compare with!
How would Su Yi withstand it?
Everyone held their breath and watched tensely.
To everyone's surprise, Su Yi stood motionless where he was, his aura as plain as ever.
He merely raised his right hand and chopped down like a sword edge.
It was so simple that there was no mystery to it whatsoever.
Nor was there even a trace of momentum worth noting.
It gave the impression that, regardless of cultivation level, even an ordinary mortal could do it.
But when this strike descended.
A perfectly straight sword scar abruptly appeared between heaven and earth within the Starry Sky Dao Field.
Where the sword scar fell, the heaven-covering Buddha palm imprint and the Buddha phantom ten thousand zhang tall immediately split down the middle.
Both were cleaved neatly in two.
The Starry Sky Dao Field, enveloped in boundless Brahma light and comparable to a pure Buddhist kingdom, was likewise divided into two with the appearance of that sword scar.
Only then did the earth-shattering roar of explosions ring out.
Divine radiance raged, and Sword Qi swept forth.
The Starry Sky Dao Field descended into turbulence and chaos.
Outside the arena, a commotion arose.
A casual slash possessed such terrifying divine might?
Countless people were astonished.
"Did you see the secret behind that strike?"
"No."
"How strange. Without relying on external power, someone at the Original Realm could actually defy heaven to such a