In the imperial palace, Li Qing's projection clone looked at the Bone Bodhisattva.
A giant skeletal hand rose above the other's head and descended from the heavens, reaching to seize him.
That was power at least on the Primordial Spirit level, far beyond anything he could currently reach.
Li Qing had never intended to resist. He merely smiled faintly. "Bone Bodhisattva, we'll meet again next time!"
The next instant, the projection clone exploded, immense force sweeping outward in every direction.
The skeletal hand surged down, instantly suppressing the enormous explosion.
All the power turned into a ball of radiance, clenched within the skeletal hand.
But the Bone Bodhisattva frowned, because that power contained no information at all. It was utterly empty.
He sighed softly. "Sure enough, that fellow isn't so easy to catch."
"He's as slippery as a loach."
At the same time, within the mysterious little temple, two Bodhisattva-level powerhouses faced off.
Their powers caught a trace of aura, an opportunity that came from the divine statue within the temple.
The aura originated from inside the statue. Someone was hiding there.
Without almost any hesitation, the two struck at the same time.
Bodhisattva-level power erupted completely at that moment, their attacks meeting needle for needle, blade for blade, neither yielding an inch.
The Bone Bodhisattva and the Wrathful-Eyed Wisdom King wreathed in black fire collided countless times in that instant.
"Wrathful-Eyed Wisdom King—the bloodline of the ancient Vajra Wisdom King!" The Bone Bodhisattva was utterly shocked, as though he now understood why Yuan Zhihui had been able to break through.
Yuan Zhihui said nothing. His immense power had already swept toward the divine statue.
Naturally, the Bone Bodhisattva would not allow it. Countless skeletal hands struck toward Yuan Zhihui's power.
The temple itself seemed to tremble at that moment!