Laozi Slaps the Buddha's Face

Guanyin covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes—still wet with tears—wide with shock.

Sun Wukong's mouth fell open, and Tang Sanzang nearly slipped from his grasp.

Yaoshi Buddha... was completely dumbfounded. What came from his cheek was not searing pain, but a scorching sense of humiliation that penetrated deep into his soul, along with bewilderment and horror—his Glazed Buddha Light, the very foundation of his path to enlightenment, had been effortlessly pierced by some strange power carried on the other's palm, without provoking much of a defensive response at all!

Lin Zhu slowly withdrew his hand as though he had merely brushed away a speck of dust. Looking at Yaoshi Buddha's vacant gaze and chaotic Buddha Light, he smiled faintly.

"I asked you a question. Were you the one who ambushed me?"

His tone remained calm, yet the coldness and pressure contained within it seemed to freeze the surrounding air in an instant.

Slap—!!!

Another crisp, resounding slap, carrying no trace of magical power yet containing a strange penetrating force, landed squarely on Yaoshi Buddha's other cheek!

Yaoshi Buddha's Dharma body, formed from Glazed Buddha Light, shuddered violently. His Buddha Light became chaotic, and the second slap sent his entire body reeling slightly backward!

His Buddha eyes widened, filled with disbelief and rage that was on the verge of erupting!

The first slap could be blamed on being caught off guard. But for the second, he had clearly been prepared. Glazed Buddha Light surged within him, and his protective Divine Power had already been pushed to its limit! Yet Lin Zhu's pale, slender hand still tore through his Glazed Buddha Light defenses as easily as if piercing a sheet of thin paper, smacking him across the face with flawless precision!

Humiliation!

Unbearable humiliation!

He was the mighty Glass Medicine Buddha, one