The bald arhat paused in midair every so often, leaving behind a golden-body afterimage each time. In a short while, several hundred golden-body arhat afterimages had been left hanging in the void.
With each added afterimage, the aura in the void grew heavier. By the end, the aura accumulated by those several hundred golden-body afterimages had become so weighty that it was almost overwhelming, enough to make anyone present look askance.
"What an astonishing Arhat Battle Diagram!" the antlered old man exclaimed. The bald arhat's divine ability was truly overbearing.
By now, the enemy had surrounded this place as tightly as an iron fortress. Ordinary attacks could hardly break free for the time being. The bald arhat's move was like a heavy hammer, extremely useful for smashing through the predicament before them.
As the final golden-body afterimage came to a halt, a complete Arhat Battle Diagram had fully taken shape. Every golden-body afterimage struck a unique pose, and the several hundred figures joined together to form an imposing and distinctive battle diagram of cultivation arts.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! As the golden-body afterimages merged into one and charged forward with unstoppable momentum, the bald arhat seemed to become a heavy hammer crashing ahead. Even if the sky itself stood before him, he seemed determined to smash a hole through it.
At that moment, the golden light around the bald arhat erupted to its utmost limit, turning his entire body into a massive golden orb of light. Within the orb, the bald arhat seemed to be using nothing but the simplest collision and the most ordinary posture to unleash this ferocious, peerless strike.
Yet those with sufficiently powerful divine senses could see, upon closer inspection, that within the orb of light, vague figures seemed to be unleashing one Buddhist battle art after