Guiding Venerable formed a Buddhist salutation with his right hand.
His right hand transformed into a palm, Buddhist light diffusing between his fingers as he took one crossing step after another.
Though his steps were clearly slow, he moved at astonishing speed as he struck at the man.
"Putuo Palm!" A palm descended through the air, transforming into thousands upon thousands of palm imprints.
It was clearly an ordinary move, yet in his hands, it seemed to have been refined to the point of divine perfection, reaching the ultimate realm.
The man opposite him remained calm. With a casual wave of his hand, he said with a faint smile, "There are only two hands. Illusions have never existed."
In an instant, the palm imprints vanished. Before him, there were only two hands, dancing slowly.
Guiding Venerable was not surprised. He pressed his palms together, and Buddhist light surged beneath his feet.
At that moment, he sat cross-legged on the ground, yet his figure moved with tremendous speed.
Especially when he charged toward the man, his figure disappeared—not because he was so fast that he vanished, but because he had truly disappeared.
How could one defend against something that had disappeared?
"It's the Nine Diagrams Six Seats Movement Technique!" someone below cried excitedly.
"Even sitting in meditation can be used as a movement technique?" someone asked in confusion.
"You don't understand, do you? Putuo Temple has ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred different meditation postures, which means ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred different variations.
"With individual variations and combined variations, the possibilities become endless," the previous person explained.
"This meditation posture is the strongest part of the movement technique."
"So-called disappearance is merely an illusion, or a higher-level application of the Great Dao. True disappearance has never existed in this world.
"From the birth