A finger carrying the power of endless laws slowly appeared, radiating an overwhelmingly dense aura of might.
Before the finger even descended, Ye Lin felt the surrounding space tremble.
All around him, space had already split open with crack after crack.
Seeing this, the corners of Ye Lin's lips lifted slightly. His guess had been right—he had been within this old fellow's palm from beginning to end.
This old fellow truly had some skill. A mere incarnation had nearly caused him to stumble.
Buddha Kingdom in the Palm—what this fellow had used was the true Buddha Kingdom in the Palm.
Crack. Crack. Crack.
The rate at which space shattered accelerated, and even the five fingers in the distance were covered in cracks.
"Break."
Ye Lin suddenly exerted force, and in an instant, the surrounding space shattered into fragments.
Seeing this, Ye Lin flashed and vanished from where he stood.
This time, he had truly escaped his predicament.
"It seems you are even more mysterious than I imagined, boy."
Elsewhere, Myriad Forms muttered to himself as he looked at his bloodied palm.
Others might not have seen it, but could he not?
That finger strike just now had utterly not resembled an art from within this Star River Cosmos.
The rank of that art had long surpassed the Dao rank.
This boy carried a great secret.
"Buddha, this..."
The three Buddhist cultivators behind him looked at the omnipotent Buddha before them, then at his bloodied palm, and for a moment, they panicked.
The Buddha they regarded as omnipotent had actually been injured.
Though this was merely one of the Buddha's incarnations, he was still the faith in their hearts.
At this moment, they felt as though their faith had shattered.
The all-powerful, omnipotent Buddha had actually bled.
"Continue searching for that