"Good!"
A sharp glint flashed through Hua Qiang's eyes. He swung the Wudao Sword again, the power of the Great Void and the power of time intertwining within him. The Kun Peng Phantom emerged once more upon the blade and collided with the golden Demon Subduing Pestle.
The clang of metal rang through heaven and earth. The golden Demon Subduing Pestle and the Wudao Sword remained locked in midair, while the shockwave from their collision overturned the scorched earth below by several yards, carving out a massive circular crater. The rocks along its edge were instantly vaporized.
Seeing that his strike had failed, the Buddha Ancestor began chanting scriptures. The Buddha light around him surged once more, and thousands upon thousands of Buddha phantoms appeared around his hundred-zhang body. Each phantom wielded a different Buddhist magic tool and launched an attack at Hua Qiang.
The countless Buddha phantoms formed seals simultaneously. Innumerable beams of golden Buddha Power shot forth like a torrential downpour, sealing off every avenue of escape for Hua Qiang.
Hua Qiang's body suddenly spun. His four clones danced the Wudao Sword alongside him, and five sword shadows intertwined into a massive gray Sword Net, blocking every beam of Buddha Power.
The instant the Sword Net collided with the beams, gray currents and golden Buddha Power corroded one another with sizzling sounds. Countless fragments of energy sprayed in all directions, blasting deep pits into the scorched ground.
"Buddha Kingdom in Palm!"
Amid the fierce battle, Hua Qiang suddenly shouted. His hands slammed together as the power of the Great Void and the power of time surged wildly within him, condensing into a tiny gray world in his palm.
Mountains, rivers, suns, moons, and stars could vaguely be seen within that world, yet all were shrouded in gray currents