"A Dharma manifestation..."
Standing motionless in the void, Wang Ba watched the enormous black xi charging toward him at tremendous speed and the gigantic Red Buddha Statue seated on its back, and a glimmer of understanding rose within him.
When he had first entered the Boundary Sea, he had marveled at the astonishing size of Bodhisattva Zhifa, who guarded the Boundary Sea Vortex. Thinking back now, that had most likely been a Dharma manifestation as well.
When a Dharma method accorded with the Dao and manifested outwardly, it often answered to certain rules in the unseen.
This Red Bodhisattva had a body like a mountain, red skin, and bristling hair, clearly representing the Buddhist School's wrath, immense strength, and subjugation of demons.
His muscles knotted across his body like coiling dragons and crouching tigers, suggesting an indestructible vajra form. Clearly, just as Bai Liaochan, the Cloud-Heaven Sect's Headmaster True Person, had said, he excelled at both offense and defense.
Wang Ba's gaze involuntarily swept over the six Dao Treasures in his hands and the black xi beneath him. That black xi alone felt no weaker than the Black-Bearded Bodhisattva he had slain upon first arriving here.
The black xi moved like thunder, using speed to increase its strength. It not only compensated for the Red Bodhisattva's speed but also amplified his might. The two complemented each other like a tiger given wings.
Although the two had yet to formally exchange blows, Wang Ba had already seen through most of this Bodhisattva's capabilities. He also immediately understood just how much weight the Purple Robes Youth's words, "Chief of the Ten Bodhisattvas," carried.
"He truly is a formidable opponent."
A rare degree of gravity entered Wang Ba's eyes.
The black xi galloped, stirring the void. Force shot out like arrows, whipping his