Suppress

"Junior."

Cui Lin pulled himself out of the mountain. His earlier composure was nowhere to be seen now. His hair was disheveled, and the fur covering his body bristled like an enraged porcupine, revealing his full ferocity.

To Cui Lin, back when he had refined the Purple Mansion Heavenly Palace and lorded it over the Great Li Dynasty, Su Jie had not even been born. Su Jie was, without a doubt, a junior in his eyes.

Yet despite being so much older than Su Jie, he had been sent flying by Su Jie in such a humiliating manner, losing all face before the descendants of the Cui Family. Rage burned fiercely in his heart.

"Do you think you can address me so casually?"

A cold voice came from high above. Su Jie had already flown over, gripping the Sacred Bodhi Tree in his right hand as he brought it crashing down over Cui Lin's head.

The Sacred Bodhi Tree revolved with nine-colored divine radiance, crashing down with the force of ten thousand jun.

Cui Lin crossed his arms. The fur covering his body intertwined endlessly like tens of thousands of dragon tendons, possessing astonishing steel-like strength and resilience as it twisted toward Su Jie in unison.

"Sacred Bodhi Tree, break demons and suppress evil—break!"

Su Jie snorted coldly, completely unafraid of Cui Lin.

Before the Sacred Bodhi Tree, Cui Lin's fur was like spring snow meeting boiling oil. The force capable of shredding an entire mountain was effortlessly dissolved by the Sacred Bodhi Tree.

The fur curled and charred one strand after another before finally turning into wisps of black smoke that vanished beneath the divine radiance.

Crack!

The next moment, the arms Cui Lin had raised in defense emitted the sound of breaking bones. Su Jie's Innate Divine Body