Both men stopped and quietly waited for the Faceless Buddha Statue's answer.
"What is being suppressed beneath the Buddha is... a Buddha."
The deep voice carried a hint of disbelief as it emerged from the Faceless Buddha Statue.
Xu Jin frowned slightly at those words, his expression seemingly somewhat incredulous.
Golden light surged in the young monk's eyes, as though turning into flames that had already drifted out of them.
The Faceless Buddha Statue faced Xu Jin and hurriedly continued:
"But that Buddha is wreathed in Blood Qi, eerily bizarre, with countless chains locking him completely motionless. Even the overwhelming Wish Power is only there to suppress the Buddha Kingdom in his Sea of Consciousness!"
Xu Jin's brow eased, and he immediately called out, "Return your Divine Sense at once."
The young monk said nothing. He merely raised his hand slightly, and the Nine Dragons Dharma Staff he had personally thrown flew back into his grasp in a golden streak of Rainbow Light.
The barrier protecting the Right Sound Dharma Temple also dissipated.
Without another word, the young monk gripped the Nine Dragons Dharma Staff tightly. Ignoring Xu Jin, whose sword pointed straight at him, he raised his staff and smashed it fiercely toward Yuankong in front of the great Buddha.
Things had reached this point; more words were useless.
As the young monk brought down the Nine Dragons Dharma Staff, several golden dragons charged toward Yuankong as though weaving through space, bearing the mighty power of the Buddhist Sect.
Xu Jin was just about to provide support. Since Yuankong had already seen it with his own eyes, naturally, he would help him however he could. After all, Yuankong held more detailed information.
"No need to worry about me."
The faceless great Buddha's voice rang out. Immediately afterward, a dazzling