Indeed, it was instinct.
A combat instinct seemingly engraved deep within her origin, innate, requiring no thought to act upon.
The instant this thought surfaced in Zhunti's mind, his heart shook even harder.
What did this mean?
It meant that Ao Cunxin's understanding of the battle great dao no longer lingered on the surface, but had penetrated to the level of her origin.
That was no skill acquired through cultivation, no experience honed day after day, but something... innate.
As though she had been born to fight, as though battle itself was the meaning of her existence.
In her, the battle great dao was no longer an external path she had to pursue through bitter effort, but an inherent way woven into her flesh and blood, in harmony with her origin.
No!
Rather than understanding, it would be more accurate to call it... awakening!
What the hell...
Zhunti frantically unleashed all manner of Buddhist School techniques while inwardly lamenting his plight.
"Great Compassion Palm!"
"Vajra Wrathful Gaze Seal!"
"Tathagata Divine Palm!"
"Ten Thousand Buddhas Pay Homage to the Ancestor!"
One earth-shaking supreme Buddhist School technique after another poured from his hands. Buddha light blazed, Buddhist chants resounded, and the entire East Sea shone as though it were the Buddha Kingdom Pure Land.
And Ao Cunxin?
She neither dodged nor evaded, neither retreated nor shrank back.
One punch shattered the luminous phantom of the Great Compassion Palm, one claw tore apart the solemn manifestation of the Vajra Wrathful Gaze Seal, one stomp crushed the enormous golden palm of the Tathagata Divine Palm, and one sweep of her tail scattered the skyful of Buddha phantoms from Ten Thousand Buddhas Pay Homage to the Ancestor.
Her Dragon Scale Armor was already covered in cracks.
Blood had already seeped from the corners of her