Burning Battle Intent

Battle Intent Boils

In an instant, boundless vitality flooded Master Cien's limbs and bones, swiftly transforming the deathly gray on his face into a healthy flush. His once-faint breath also became deep and powerful.

Then, amid the deathly silence of the entire venue and countless stunned gazes, Master Cien suddenly opened his eyes. A sharp glint flashed through them before vanishing, and he actually rose steadily to his feet on his own.

The old abbot touched his completely uninjured chest, feeling the surging vitality within him. His face immediately filled with boundless bewilderment and disbelief, which finally turned into a long Buddhist chant:

"Amitabha~ Hero Zhang, you... you are practically the Buddha incarnate!"

So, was this bringing someone back from the dead?

No, this was simply... remaking heaven and earth!

At that moment, whether the heroes of the Central Plains or Ba Wulie and Master Tianyi, all stood frozen in place like clay statues and wooden carvings.

Everyone's minds had been blasted utterly blank by this completely incomprehensible sight.

Yet Zhang Sanxian seemed entirely unaware of it. His calm gaze shifted to Ba Wulie and Master Tianyi, whose expressions were complicated and wary, and he spoke mildly:

"You were looking for me just now?"

Zhang Sanxian's calm words instantly shattered the square's dead silence.

Ba Wulie's pupils abruptly contracted. He stared fixedly at Zhang Sanxian as his tyrannical aura surged forth once more with a thunderous roar, sweeping across heaven and earth in every direction.

"It's you. I felt it!"

His voice rolled like muffled thunder. "The divine object from the Sacred Mountain Ancestral Temple is on you, isn't it?!"

Zhang Sanxian cast him a casual glance and said evenly, "I took it. Since I took it, it's mine."

"You're courting death!"

Ba Wulie flew into a furious rage. Black-red