Nine Nether Realm.
Da Yi, who cultivated the Dao of the Arrow, began to doubt his own ears.
Since when had Amitabha Buddha started playing with arrows? Was he sure he had said arrow rather than sword? Or was it because Upper Pure Master Tongtian had already displayed swordsmanship, leaving him no choice but to display archery?
Da Yi felt like his thoughts were no longer enough.
However.
Very quickly.
He realized he had still underestimated things.
The arrow in Amitabha Buddha's Arrow Across the Western Heaven really was the arrow he knew.
It was not that the Twelve Lights had taken the form of arrows.
Yet Da Yi sensed an incredibly intense feeling of archery from those Twelve Lights.
It transcended all words and insights, elusive, distant, and lofty.
Merely from Amitabha Buddha's words, Da Yi suddenly felt that he had taken another step forward on the path of the Arrow Dao.
When he came back to himself.
He was inwardly startled.
Da Yi was a member of the Houtu Tribe. After Houtu became the Lord of Earth Dao, he had received even greater benefits, and without realizing it, he had developed much arrogance.
Amitabha Buddha was now one of the most formidable combatants in the Primordial World. Even a simple sentence contained boundless profundity.
Not to mention that Amitabha Buddha, who was currently fighting Upper Pure Master Tongtian, was even more extraordinary.
"Tongtian, you do indeed have the right to be proud."
"But you should know that you alone can no longer withstand my Twelve Lights. You should quickly have your brothers step forward as well. Otherwise, it would not be fair."
Amitabha Buddha spoke with utter clarity.
Every being who heard those words revealed disbelief in their eyes.
The appearance of the Twelve Lights had not thrown