Translator: Tamon
Translation Checker: Silavin
Chen Changan eyed Jian Qian’s hands; their movements were a telltale sign that a finisher was about to be unleashed.
This Buddha Fury Punch would surely flatten his Avatar, something Chen Changan would disagree with. [What an insufferable and obnoxious monk! If only this was the Absolute Domain, I’d show this prick who’s the boss around here.]
Flood Dragon Hei sensed danger within the mighty punch, but he snorted, retaliating with a swipe of his vicious tail.
Under the attack of a powerful Demon Emperor, the fist crumbled to nothing, followed by the fading of that huge, angry Buddha behind the monk.
Jian Qian grew serious. “This fiend won’t be easy to subdue, judging from his high cultivation.”
Jian Qian roared, “Mercy and grief, Eternal Alms!���
*Hum~*
The sky shone brightly at his words and a bowl shot from Jian Qian’s body, blotting the sun as it enlarged to huge proportions. An even stronger Buddhist Aura emanated from it, threatening to drown the world in it.
Hei was not one to back down, especially when Senior was there. [With Senior’s almighty power, getting rid of this measly Nascent Soul fool would be as easy as snapping his fingers. Since he hasn’t acted, Senior disdains wasting time on Jian Qian.]
Hei grew tense, determined to look good before Senior at any cost. He was careful not to jerk his head and disturb Senior either, using just his tail.
Flood Dragon Hei was not just some nameless Demon, but one that had lived for thousands of years and even entered the Spirit Severing Stage just recently. A mere monk stood no chance.
His every strike contained boundless power, might, and sharpness that repelled anything the bowl shot at him.
“Baldie, you shall die for your unrestrained arrogance before Senior!” Hei roared, his cold eyes savage.
The heavy and swift swipe of the tail struck the huge almsbowl.
*Boom!* The low, muffled sound shook the Earth as the bowl got flung away.
Jian Qian huffed and got the bowl to fly back with a sign. A deluge of Buddha Energy overflowed on top of him, making him appear like a true Buddha. But instead of striking back, he started chanting sutras.
Eighteen lights appeared around him that took the shape of monks, protecting each flank. The eighteen people were true definitions of monks, with shining bald heads and letting out Buddhist Auras. Arhats.
What was more, they were all at the Spirit Severing Stage, making Flood Dragon Hei widen.
Spirit Severing experts were seen as the pinnacle of power on the Nine Province Continent. They hardly started anything, but they were few and far between as well.
Now this Jian Qian showed up and had eighteen of them along with him? This was insanity!
But it worked to prove that this blond monk was more than he seemed.
Jian Qian was not quick to order the summoned Arhats to attack.
Chen Changan squinted. In his mind, he was curious if killing these Arhats would net him Domain Points in the Absolute Domain.
Hei had no chance of beating eighteen Spirit Severing monks.
*Whoosh~*
A golden lotus mark appeared on Jian Qian’s forehead, releasing a glorious Buddhist Aura.