The moment the word "Suppress" left his mouth, the cosmic black holes raised by Shi Qi Buddha Son instantly exploded into pieces.
Then a great hand of gray intent condensed and pressed down upon Shi Ji Buddha's head.
"You cannot suppress me!"
Shi Qi Buddha Son shouted coldly, extending an arm like gray stone carving to meet the great hand of gray intent!
Boom!
With a tremendous crash, gray intent surged. Shi Qi Buddha Son let out a muffled grunt and retreated two steps, hastily raising his other arm as well. With both arms, as if holding up a collapsing cosmos, he desperately braced the great hand of gray intent above him!
The immense pressure bypassed him and bore down. On the platform, Pujushe and the other Western Heaven Hua Xuan cultivators felt as though a great heaven had descended upon their bodies, its weight unbearable.
Though Shi Qi Buddha Son stood at the forefront to block it, their profound bodies still rang with the crackling of bones. They immediately bent at the waist, lowered their heads, and their knees were about to buckle.
"No! We are the honored Hua Xuan of the Western Heavens! How can we submit to you!"
Buddha Son Pujushe roared in fury and alarm. Buddha lotuses bloomed all around him as he tried to withstand that terrifying pressure!
Smack! Yet behind him, several "Buddhas" with fleshy topknots and fat heads, broad ears, dropped heavily to their knees. Amid furious roars, each of their kneecaps shattered on impact.
Kneel too slowly, and this was the outcome!
"You and I are both half-step Quasi-Saints, yet Fellow Daoist, you are being far too arrogant before me!"
Seeing this, a trace of anger surfaced on Shi Qi Buddha Son's ashen, lime-gray face.
Before him, the Hua Xuan cultivators of