Dao-Enlightening Claw

Rage surged in Luo Hong's heart. All he wanted now was to vent it, so he gave them no time to prepare. He activated the Rakshasa Ghost Hand, condensing a black giant palm dozens of zhang long that slammed straight toward the central hall!

The spiritual qi fluctuations overhead were so terrifying that the monks in the temple immediately knew calamity was upon them. Without hesitation, they fled to the nearest array eyes and worked together to activate the defensive great formation.

A layer of golden light rapidly condensed, enclosing the entire temple. Countless Buddhist runes appeared across its surface.

The next moment, six thick golden pillars of light soared upwards from various parts of the temple and plunged into the golden barrier, instantly making it several times more solid, as though it had truly been forged from vajra.

The Six Doors Vajra Formation had evolved from the Vajra Immortal Trapping Formation, one of the ten great ancient formations. With a Nascent Soul Mid-stage cultivator presiding over it, even a late-stage great cultivator would have to expend some effort to break it.

And there was more than one Nascent Soul Mid-stage Buddhist cultivator in the temple.

"Junior Brother, this man has come aggressively and struck ruthlessly the moment he appeared. He must have old grudges against our sect; reconciliation is impossible! Quickly use the teleportation array to take the items from the secret vault away. I'll buy you time here!"

The ugly Buddhist cultivator, built like a martial monk with bulging muscles, frantically poured magic power into the formation beneath him as he roared at the pale-faced monk beside him.

"Don't panic, Senior Brother. Let me help you block this man's first strike and blunt his momentum first!"

Yet the pale-faced monk did not move after hearing this. Instead, he