The Buddha saw Jiang Ping'an's fist coming at him, filling heaven and earth. Terrified, he did not dare receive the attack and dodged with all his strength.
Even so, he was swept by the fist wind and spat out countless drops of Golden Blood.
At that moment, the attacks of the twelve Wrathful Buddhas landed on Jiang Ping'an almost simultaneously. Countless streaks of thunderfire burst from his body, yet he was uninjured.
Still, his movements were slowed slightly, causing him to miss the chance to continue pursuing that Buddha.
Without delay, he unleashed the Falling God Palm. His palm was like a cloud hanging from the heavens as it slammed down upon three or four Wrathful Buddhas. Those three or four Wrathful Buddhas neither dodged nor retreated, continuing to attack Jiang Ping'an without regard for themselves. They were immediately reduced to dust.
The Buddhas were horrified at the sight.
They knew full well that although the Wrathful Buddhas were formed by the array, they were harder than diamond. Even if struck by a Saint Artifact, they could withstand seven or eight blows before dispersing. Yet Jiang Ping'an had shattered Wrathful Buddhas with a single palm—and four of them at once.
But this was not the time for shock. The Buddhas immediately chanted Buddhist invocations in unison, and the three or four Wrathful Buddhas reappeared within the array, lunging at Jiang Ping'an once more.
"Pagoda Grandfather, can you trap all these Wrathful Buddhas?" Jiang Ping'an asked the Profound Yellow Pagoda through his mind.
The Profound Yellow Pagoda immediately replied, "No problem."
The next moment, the Profound Yellow Pagoda rapidly enlarged. A tremendous suction force arose from its base and enveloped the Wrathful Buddhas.
The individual Wrathful Buddhas were weaker than true Buddhas and had no power to resist the Profound Yellow