Yue Xiaofei's declaration-"I'd rather descend into the eighteen levels of hell than enter your hypocritical Spirit Mountain"-rang out like thunder from a clear sky, echoing endlessly before the Great Hero Hall.
Every word brimmed with the defiance and resolve unique to youth, a spirit that would rather break than bend!
In the square, the believers who had still harbored illusions fell utterly silent.
They looked at the straight-backed young man, then at the ashen-faced Buddhist scion on the Dharma Platform, their hearts filled with conflicting emotions.
This father and son were a pair of lunatics!
Each more outrageous than the other!
The gentle smile on Kashyapa's face finally vanished completely.
For the first time, blazing fury ignited in his previously unruffled eyes.
Throughout his cultivation, his heart had remained as still as water. He had long since reached a state where neither external fortune nor personal misfortune could sway him.
Yet today, the father and son had repeatedly thrown his prized meditative composure into utter turmoil!
Especially Yue Xiaofei!
He possessed the [innate tyrant body], a rarity seen once in ten thousand years. He was born to join the Buddhist Order as a Dharma-Protecting Vajra and bring glory to its name!
Yet he not only refused to appreciate the offer, but treated Kashyapa and the entire Buddhist Order with contempt and disdain!
What staggering ingratitude!
"Good... very good!"
Kashyapa laughed in his fury. He slowly raised his head, fixing his gaze firmly on Yue Changlong.
He knew that to make Yue Xiaofei submit, he first had to subdue the immovable mountain standing before the boy!
"Benefactor Yue, it seems we cannot settle our differences peacefully today."
Kashyapa's voice turned cold and menacing, without a trace of its former warmth and serenity.
"Since you insist on opposing the Buddhist Order, this