"Hmph, Liao Ran, did you really think obtaining the Buddha's decree would let you rise above me?"
Zhao Mei looked up at the golden sheet of paper radiating Buddhist light.
She gave a disdainful snort.
"Then let us try it and see how this old monk delivers you!"
"In that case, come on. I'll let you witness my Zhao Family's Great Freedom Origin Art!"
The two formed hand seals almost simultaneously.
As Liao Ran chanted the scriptures, the golden sheet began to split apart.
It formed six large golden characters.
Om, ma, ni, pad, me, hum!
As the six syllables emerged together, the phantom arhat behind Liao Ran began transforming into a Buddha Shadow seated cross-legged on a lotus throne.
For a moment, the sound of chanting seemed to come from every direction across the entire sea.
Under those sacred chants, everyone felt a transcendent tranquility settle into their hearts.
Finally, the six characters combined into a Swastika.
Buddhist light shone over all.
Meanwhile, as Zhao Mei formed hand seals, the character for "suppress" appeared above her head.
It lacked the flourishes of the Six-Syllable Mantra.
It was merely a black character.
Yet suddenly, an aura of destruction emanated from it, and the enormous dharma manifestation snapped its eyes open.
From those eyes, as unfathomable as the abyss, shot a beam of Light of Destruction.
That single glance shattered the Buddhist-light-radiating Swastika formed by the Six-Syllable Mantra.
At the same time, an enormous palm appeared and seized Liao Ran.
"A bald donkey like you dares swagger around here? If you want to kill me, have your Buddha come in person!"
Though the voice was still Zhao Mei's, its tone had changed completely.
Bang!
The enormous hand abruptly tightened, crushing Liao Ran to pieces. At the same time, the Buddhist light