"Jieyin, get out of my way!"
Faced with this malicious roadblock, how could Li Qingyun show any courtesy? With a thought, a vast gale surged through Netherworld Void and swept straight toward the Mud Buddha.
The moment he struck, Jieyin's expression changed drastically. "Such power..."
"Amitabha Buddha!"
Jieyin braced himself and pushed forward with his muddy palms. Countless specks of foul mud splattered outward, every single one capable of grievously injuring or even killing a Quasi-Saint.
Though this Western Heaven Saint had descended only as will wrapped in foul mud, he could still wield power of such magnitude. It was clear just how terrifying his true self's cultivation was.
Yet Li Qingyun's gaze did not waver in the slightest. Where he looked, the vast gale collided with the foul mud filling the sky. With a boom, Netherworld Void shook; the foul mud flew backward, while the gale merely paused slightly before engulfing the horrified, discolored Mud Buddha!
"Impossible! You have not yet set foot beyond the Void. Your position as a Void Saint exists in name only—how can your Great Dao be as mighty as the turning of the universe..."
The Mud Buddha was greatly alarmed. At the same time, he let out an enraged "Moo!" and faint Buddhist light began to permeate his muddy body.
He attempted to forcibly suppress Li Qingyun's vast power through the rank of his own existence.
"Break!"
A chime-like Dao sound immediately rang through Netherworld Void.
With another boom, Great Dao's Power carrying a trace of secret qi tyrannically crushed across the Mud Buddha's body.
"How could the Human Race, which should have perished long ago, give birth to such a seed of calamity..."
Amid a stunned and baffled murmur, the muddy body instantly exploded, turning into sludge scattered across the sky.
A wisp