"Hmph—you really are this confident!" Xiao Hua sneered. Sensing the pressure weaken, he seized the chance to release the projection of the Buddha Sarira. A half-body Buddha statue less than two feet tall appeared above Xiao Hua's head, its eyes filled with boundless compassion!
"Hiss!" Han Zhu sucked in a cold breath, as though suddenly enlightened. "This old man... this old man understands! So that's it... so that's it!"
"Then hand over your life!" Xiao Hua urged the Buddha Sarira. The sarira swung its arm, and the Pure Water Vase in its hand slowly tilted, about to pour out Innate True Water.
"Haha, even if you possess the sarira of the Future Buddha Lord, so what?" Han Zhu sneered. "The future is the future—it will never be the present! You will never be a match for the power of faith of countless Buddhist disciples!"
Before his words had finished, boundless power of faith surged forth again, pinning Xiao Hua's Buddha Sarira down so firmly that it could not pour out the Innate True Water at all! Under such crushing pressure, the Buddha Sarira projection could not endure for long and was forced back almost at once! At the same time, that incomparable tremendous force suppressed Xiao Hua's physical body. Even though Xiao Hua snorted coldly and raised the As-You-Wish Staff, it was like swinging it through a quagmire, unbearably slow!
"Let this old man show you Buddha power!" Han Zhu sneered. With an angry roar, Buddhist light flashed across the Wrathful Vajra Dharma Body. The Nine-Ringed Vajra Staff, which had vanished earlier, reappeared. With a wave of the Wrathful Vajra's hand, the staff smashed down at Xiao Hua without hesitation!
That seemingly ordinary staff now contained incomparable strength. Amid the howling baleful wind was the might to annihilate all things,