"Amitabha, vile disciple, you remain stubbornly deluded and have fallen into the demonic path. Even so, I can only suppress you and see what becomes of your actions!"
Facing Duanmu Huai, Tathagata stretched out his hand and struck forward with a palm. Within that palm, all things under heaven and earth became one with the primordial chaos.
"You take me for Sun Wukong? Am I really that easy to fool?"
Facing Tathagata's Divine Palm, Duanmu Huai clenched his right fist and threw a punch forward. The might of that punch changed the color of heaven and earth and shattered the universe.
That palm and that fist collided, instantly causing mountains to collapse, the earth to split, seas to dry up, and rocks to crumble. Yet the realm within Tathagata's palm transformed into a great chiliocosm, intending to force this demon to bow his head. The might of Duanmu Huai's punch, however, was unstoppable. Wherever it went, heaven and earth collapsed, and all ages withered. In all of heaven and earth, only I reigned supreme!
"Die well!"
Duanmu Huai threw a punch, and the Spirit Mountain Bodhisattvas, immortal beasts, wild birds, Kṣitigarbhas, and Kalanas all vanished like illusions. Their dharma bodies and fleshly forms turned directly into dry bones, while their seven souls and six spirits burned to ashes. Even Tathagata could neither block nor evade this punch, because—I think you can't block this punch!
"Bang!!!"
Duanmu Huai's right fist struck forward and slammed into Tathagata's Divine Palm. The palm shattered outright, and the entire arm exploded in an instant. The punch advanced like it was passing through empty space, without the slightest pause, and smashed directly into Tathagata's broad, fleshy face! Tathagata's head burst apart and shattered in all directions, after which his dharma image gradually dissipated in the sky.