Wu Xuantian said nothing more. With his left hand, he summoned Haotian Divine Radiance; with his right, the power of the Heaven Demon.
Black and white converged. The ripple of laws made the dawn glow brighter, and his fist, wreathed in both colors, broke through the chief monk's Buddhist light and struck his body.
Boom!
The mountain wind roared, scattering the clouds overhead.
The chief monk drove his heavy staff into the ground to steady himself, but still took a step back.
It was his first step backward since arriving. The price was steep: a fistprint had been stamped into his Indestructible Vajra body.
Black and white energies clung to the mark, preventing it from healing.
"Cough... So you've broken through the Sixth Realm, sir. But you still can't kill me!" The chief monk gently touched the mark, trying to mend it with his word-made-law.
"I suddenly don't want to kill you." Wu Xuantian looked at the chief monk, who had taken his blows for over fifteen minutes and suffered only minor injuries, and smiled in satisfaction.
The chief monk smiled too. If they could stop fighting, all the better. He could not even fight back.
"We're leaving."
Wu Xuantian took Jin Yi's hand and fled using Distance-Free.
Seeing this, Li Manman opened a rift in Yuan Qi and left with Jun Mo.
The sun rose and set, and time hurried on. More than a month had passed since the battle at Mount Wa.
A mysterious power had sealed Lanke Temple for several days, unsettling temples throughout the world.
When word finally spread that the Academy was responsible, the fearful uproar died at once.
As long as Fuzi remained in this world, no one dared openly criticize the Academy.
At that moment, Fuzi, revered by all under heaven, sat