The thought lasted only an instant before the Pangu Qi Blade had already come cleaving down.
The buddha light collided head-on with the Qi Blade, and the eighty-one Sarira shook violently as cracks appeared across the Buddha Dharma Image.
The radiance of the Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus rapidly dimmed, golden radiance wavering unsteadily across the lotus petals.
The aftershock of the impact swept through the four directions, throwing Heaven and Earth into utter chaos.
When the light gradually scattered, all eighty-one Sarira had lost their former dazzling luster, turning dull and lightless.
Fine cracks even appeared across many of the Sarira.
Upon the Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus, the Buddhist light had grown thin.
Jieyin stood within it, his figure still steady, though his aura fluctuated slightly. He could not help sighing inwardly: The might of an Innate Supreme Treasure is truly this formidable.
The defensive power of the Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus, among treasures beneath the supreme grade, had to rank in the top three.
Added to that were the eighty-one Sarira condensed with the power of a Saint, yet they had only barely managed to block it.
Fortunately, Mount Ling had been successfully protected and had not suffered a great disaster.
At the same time, Jieyin had also grasped Yuanshi's temperament.
In that strike, although Yuanshi had used his full strength, rather than calling it a killing move, it was more accurate to say he wanted face, to vent his anger, to display an attitude on the surface.
The Buddhist Sect had only just split away from the Mystic Gate.
If Yuanshi had hurried to their door to settle karma, would that not seem like he was showing weakness? Where would his dignity remain?
By exchanging a few moves, he made it clear to all living