Boom…
The Buddha’s palm shattered the firmament, collapsing a large expanse of void, and slammed heavily onto the ground.
The entire Bliss Plateau trembled violently.
A massive palm print appeared on the ground, as if carved by a knife.
In its center, neither Ji Mo nor the Four-Unlike-Two could be seen.
“Did the Holy Buddha and his donkey turn to dust with that palm strike?”
“Jiumo Shi is terrifyingly powerful; he instantly killed the Holy Buddha with a single blow.”
The beings still struggling to hold on were utterly despairing.
They had pinned their hopes on Ji Mo, but now all hope was gone.
“Overestimated you. I thought you were much stronger. Heh, utterly defenseless.”
Jiumo Shi laughed triumphantly. Defeating Ji Mo with one move was a glorious feat that would earn him immense prestige at the Lesser Thunderclap Temple.
Before, the Vajras, Bodhisattvas, and others in the temple had always acted superior and spoken ill of him. From now on, who would dare to point fingers at him?
“Next, it’s you. If you have any complaints, blame yourselves for hearing what you shouldn’t have. Gahaha…”
Jiumo Shi looked at the remaining struggling beings, his smile growing more sinister.
The feeling of slaughter was truly wonderful; he was beginning to become addicted.
“Laughing like a duck, it’s truly unpleasant to hear.”
A voice suddenly sounded from behind Jiumo Shi.
Jiumo Shi turned around in a panic, only to see Ji Mo riding on the donkey demon, looking at him with the eyes of an idiot.
It turned out Ji Mo was not dead. He had ridden the Four-Unlike-Two to evade the palm strike. Due to the Four-Unlike-Two’s explosive speed, it had dodged everyone’s sight.
“You’re not dead?”
Jiumo Shi was very surprised.
What astonished him most was that he hadn't even noticed how Ji Mo had avoided his attack.
“You think you can harm Mr. Ji?”
The Four-Unlike-Two raised its bowl-sized hoof and slapped Jiumo Shi directly on his handsome face.
This kick sent Jiumo Shi flying thousands of meters, even collapsing a golden pagoda.
“Hiss…”
Everyone couldn’t help but gasp.
What was going on? The exceptionally talented Buddha’s Son was inferior to the Holy Buddha’s donkey?
“Ah… vile creature, how dare you injure this humble monk…”
Jiumo Shi crawled out of the ruins, roaring at the sky in anger.
They say you shouldn’t hit someone’s face, but now he had been slapped in the face by a donkey in front of so many people. Such humiliation made him incredibly embarrassed.
However, his roar drew bursts of laughter.
The surrounding beings looked at Jiumo Shi, laughing heartily, tears almost streaming from their eyes.
Because a clear hoof print was imprinted on Jiumo Shi’s face, turning it into a flat, pancake-like visage, which was simply hilarious.
“Halt!”
Ji Mo let out a low shout.
The Buddha-light in the area dissipated, the crisis averted. Even those who had been converted earlier awoke, breaking free from the Lesser Thunderclap Temple’s control.
One word to break all methods!
This maneuver deeply shocked everyone present.
The beings who had narrowly escaped death bowed to Ji Mo, expressing their heartfelt gratitude.
They looked at the corpses of those who had died with blood flowing from their seven orifices, feeling a lingering fear. Their hearts then filled with anger, and their attitude towards the Lesser Thunderclap Temple completely changed.
If even the Buddha’s Son’s methods were so bloody and brutal, what was there to believe in at the Lesser Thunderclap Temple?
“Die…”
Furious, Jiumo Shi attacked again.
He chanted scriptures, and the lotus platform beneath his feet turned crimson, slowly blooming.
In the blink of an eye, the lotus platform transformed into a blood lotus, and Jiumo Shi’s vital energy surged, emitting an aura as vast as mountains and seas, making it difficult for anyone to breathe.
Behind him, a phantom image of a Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva appeared, elevating his entire presence to its peak.
Immediately.
Jiumo Shi’s figure flickered, his speed unimaginably fast, like a streaking meteor. In an instant, he was close to Ji Mo.
His entire body radiated Buddha-light, and the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva phantom sealed the area, giving Ji Mo no room to dodge. Simultaneously, thousands of arms punched, struck palms, or pointed Zen fingers, unleashing various Buddhist offensive techniques.
It had to be said that Jiumo Shi’s talent was truly terrifying. He was proficient in various Buddhist divine abilities and could unleash them simultaneously.
“You dare call me a vile creature? Watch me beat you to death.”
Before Ji Mo could make a move, the Four-Unlike-Two proactively engaged the enemy.
Really, when divine beasts don’t exert themselves, people really think they’re just donkeys.
The Four-Unlike-Two leaped out with the posture of a flying swallow. Its form was agile, and peculiar runes flickered on its four hooves.
Its speed was even more ferocious than Jiumo Shi’s. As it moved, only a wisp of afterimage could be seen, and its hooves struck with attacks faster than meteors.
Dense hoof prints filled the void, unhesitatingly confronting Jiumo Shi’s attacks, engaging in a head-on clash.
“A stupid donkey, only fast. Daring to clash head-on with me, utterly foolish.”
Jiumo Shi sneered. He unleashed the Vajra Indestructible divine ability, his body shining with golden light, as if forged from immortal gold. Together with the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva Dharma body, he transformed into a Vajra body, confident he could withstand all attacks.
“Bald donkey, can you be as hard as me?”
The Four-Unlike-Two almost laughed.
As a divine beast, its physical body was its greatest strength. Although its origin was damaged and its strength was far from its peak, it was not something any ordinary cat or dog could bully.
The Four-Unlike-Two got serious. A wisp of divine power erupted within its hooves, and terrifying divine power surged.
It kicked with its four hooves, thunderous roars echoing. Each strike was like a meteor, causing astonishing destruction.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The arms of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva Dharma image could not withstand it and exploded one after another. Pitifully like tender shoots in a storm, they were ruthlessly destroyed.
Even its Vajra Indestructible body was smashed to pieces.
“This is impossible…”
Jiumo Shi was horrified and couldn’t help but scream.
How could a lowly mount be so terrifying?
“No, you… you are a god…”
Jiumo Shi finally sensed a wisp of sacred power surging from the Four-Unlike-Two and cried out in disbelief.
An illusion, it must be an illusion.
How noble were divine beasts? How could they be willing to be mounts for others?
However, before he could finish speaking, he let out a scream and coughed up blood.
The Four-Unlike-Two had gotten close. Its large hoof smashed into Jiumo Shi’s face, and then it began to stomp on his body like raindrops, without stopping.
Jiumo Shi had deep reserves. He immediately produced various Buddhist treasures such as prayer beads, alms bowls, and Zen staffs, desperately resisting.
However, he could only parry and had no power to resist. His body was beaten like a sandbag, his body covered in blood, looking extremely pathetic.
“This silly donkey’s Meteor Fist is quite good.”
Ji Mo watched with great interest, feeling it was even more ferocious and passionate than the Meteor Fist he had seen before, with strong visual appeal.
He decided that when he could cultivate in the future, he would also practice this Meteor Fist; it would surely feel satisfying to punch.
Jiumo Shi’s body tumbled in the air, blood splashing. He didn’t know how many bones in his body were broken; he was almost unrecognizable.
“Master, save me…”
He couldn’t take it anymore and cried out for help, not wanting to be beaten to death.
Clang!
An ancient bell sound rang out, echoing through heaven and earth.
A vast, sea-like aura erupted from the depths of the Lesser Thunderclap Temple.
Billions of feet of Buddha-light shot into the sky, and the entire Lesser Thunderclap Temple was enveloped in sacred Buddha-light, becoming incredibly holy and solemn.
All the temples emitted golden light, with grand Zen chants echoing.
In the sky, Buddha-light rippled, celestial flowers rained down, and a massive golden Buddha appeared.
The master of the Lesser Thunderclap Temple, the Bright Light Buddha, had appeared.