Two Swords United

At first, the Azure Dragon Robe Ghost merely thought Qin He was overestimating himself.

He had fled halfway, only to turn back again.

Then, it began to feel a trace of doubt about Qin He.

More than a dozen accomplished eminent monks had died at its hands. This man had a few tricks up his sleeve, but that was all.

Nine against one already felt like bullying him. If it personally made a move, it would tarnish its own formidable reputation.

Moreover, Qin He had leaped very high. The sky was black as ink, and it could not clearly see what he was doing.

It was like a fall after losing control—one could not tell the meaning of such an action. It seemed more like a blind move made in panic.

Finally, when a massive Buddha's Hand slowly took shape beneath Qin He, growing brighter and more solid by the moment, the Azure Dragon Robe Ghost finally sensed that something was wrong.

A dangerous aura enveloped it. This was the first time in over a thousand years that the Azure Dragon Robe Ghost had felt such an aura.

Naturally, Qin He was unleashing his ultimate move.

Buddha's Palm: the Abyssal Buddhist Sect's closely guarded secret. A palm technique descending from the heavens, capable of suppressing Demonic Creatures and Ghosts, capable of suppressing foul lands and nether realms, with boundless power.

This was Qin He's first time using this move. Though he was only in the Mortal Body Realm, and though his dharma power was somewhat lacking—

Still... this was, after all, a Buddhist Sect's secret art Attained Perfection.

Even if Divine Buddhas from the Western Regions descended, in terms of realm alone, they could only gaze across the ocean and sigh.

There was no helping it. This was a skill;