"Crack..." The dwarf let out another strange cry. Light flashed wildly around his body, and a water dragon even larger than the stream from Xiao Hua's Pure Water Vase surged forth with the dwarf's hands, hurtling toward the vase!
"Damn it, did I end up making a fool of myself?" How could Xiao Hua not realize that the dwarf had likely seen through his disguise and assumed he wanted to compete in divine abilities? That was why he had put away the Fangtian Huaji, intending to use the waters of the Liao River to burst Xiao Hua's Pure Water Vase and determine who stood higher and who lower.
Xiao Hua had previously used the Pure Water Vase to collect Innate True Water, but he had never collected such an enormous quantity of river water! Collecting that bit of Innate True Water had been as effortless as lifting a hand, but these dam-bursting waters had already reached the limit of what Xiao Hua could sustain. With the dwarf's river water added on top, how could he possibly hold on?
Yet if Xiao Hua did not accept the dwarf's challenge, once this river water poured down, it would likely be even more devastating than before! Looking at the villagers of Changsheng Town kneeling in waves, as well as the faint power of faith, Xiao Hua sighed. "Amitabha. If there is an underworld, this poor monk shall go first; if there is paradise, this poor monk shall go last. Without saving the common people, this poor monk's life would have been wasted. Today, calamity has come, and this poor monk shall bear it alone! If this poor monk does not enter the sea of suffering, who will?"
The moment Xiao Hua's words fell, the massive torrent came crashing down, striking his Buddha consciousness.