The Buddha's Heart Passes on the Lamp: Wu Song Receives a Spirit Infusion, and the Emergency Headband Is Developed! (Continued)

Even that enormous Green Snake was blasted backward.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Everyone's eyes widened as they watched the breathtaking scene in the air.

The Leifeng Pagoda, powerful enough to suppress Bai Suzhen for a thousand years.

It had actually stopped.

By that man.

With one hand.

He had forcibly caught it!

Wu Song's large hand, blazing with resplendent golden light, held the base of the Leifeng Pagoda fast.

One arm holding up the heavens!

His feet hung suspended in midair, every muscle in his body tensed like iron, golden sweat steaming into mist.

But he had truly stopped it!

Beneath the pagoda.

Jinse and the others, who had nearly suffocated, suddenly felt the pressure on their bodies lighten.

However, Wu Song let out a muffled grunt in midair.

Relying solely on the power of Samantabhadra Golden Arm, he could only struggle to hold the line.

This pagoda really was heavy.

Its weight came not only from its mass, but also from that despair-inducing sense of "suppression."

To push it back, brute force alone would not be enough.

He needed to add another spark!

A sharp gleam suddenly surged in Wu Song's eyes.

The Mountain Moving Great Practice that he had received from the Living Buddha Ji Gong instantly activated.

Behind him.

Space warped.

The phantom of a towering, precipitous mountain faintly emerged—

Flying Peak!

One who could move mountains could also shoulder them!

"Go back!"

Golden light surged around Wu Song, the veins on his forehead bulging as he let out a low roar.

The phantom of Flying Peak behind him suddenly slammed into his body.

Borrowing the mountain's mighty weight to save a tottering edifice!

"Creak!"

The overbearing Leifeng Pagoda actually let out a grating sound of friction.

Then.

Under the horrified gazes of everyone