A golden rainbow tore across the sky, like a vast Heavenly River crashing into the azure giant.
The river wound around the giant twice, binding it tightly.
The monk in a kasaya had knotted muscles and a faint golden glow over his entire body, radiating power.
Compared to the giant formed by the military formation, his body was no more than an ant. Yet with the simplest punches and kicks, he forced the giant back again and again, shattering many parts of its Coiled Dragon Star Armor! "It's thanks to the Emperor's mercy that he allowed you Buddhists to build more temples. As expected, every bald donkey deserves to die—"
Huang Qiyuan's voice rang out from within the military formation.
He had always loathed the Buddhists. Now that his opponent had sided with the First Prince, it was no different from rebellion in his eyes.
Naturally, his hatred had only deepened.
"Amitabha."
The River-Suppressing Heavenly King did not look as benevolent as the Buddha-Eye Heavenly King. Instead, he had more of the wrathful mien of a Vajra, radiating majesty.
As he punched the giant before him, he said, "If you want this poor monk dead, let's see whether you have the ability!"
He had become a Saint a hundred years ago. His successful breakthrough had given Buddhism another Peak Expert, which had aroused Emperor Wencheng's deep wariness at the time and led him to plan the "extermination of Buddhism." In the end, the Abbot of Pudu Temple personally brought a huge amount of gold, silver, heavenly treasures, cultivation resources, and Buddhist manuals to Lanling City, finally calming the Emperor's fury.
Even so, Emperor Wencheng still ordered that the number of temples under Heaven could not exceed one hundred and eight.
Once the order was issued, countless monks were left homeless