"Great Brahma Holy Palm!"
Without a second thought, he decisively unleashed a secret style of the Buddhist Sect.
Surging Buddha Essence swiftly spread outward, blooming into ten thousand golden lotus flowers that enveloped the area where the two stood.
The lotuses bloomed only to wither, their fleeting splendor vanishing in an instant.
All that remained were streams of pure Buddhist power, converging into a massive palm seal that descended from the heavens and slammed fiercely toward the One-Eyed Dragon cultivator.
The towering giant palm carried something of the imposing force of great skill appearing artless.
Its dazzling golden radiance was blinding. Beneath that glow, the knife auras racing through the sky were struck by an inexplicable force and melted away one after another.
"Is this... a Buddhist Sect technique? You old bastard, who would have thought you were a Buddhist Sect cultivator?!"
"But if you think this alone is enough to kill me, you are still far from it!"
"If you truly want justice, then follow me. Let us change locations and have a proper fight."
A flash of astonishment passed through the One-Eyed Dragon cultivator's eyes, and his expression promptly grew several degrees graver.
After that brief exchange, he instantly realized that the true power of the Buddhist move his opponent had unleashed might not surpass the techniques he wielded through his flying dagger Magical Treasure.
Yet the environment here was unusual. It was not a place where greater spell power and stronger techniques were necessarily better.
On the contrary, the more powerful the spell, the more carefully it had to be controlled.
Otherwise, if one carelessly triggered a disturbance deep beneath the earth, it would be no different from seeking one's own death.
Meanwhile, his opponent's Buddhist Sect methods had reached perfection. With both sides similarly restraining their