Fuhong was not the same kind of existence as those like Folo, Zou Ji Dao, Cloud Fire Tide, Yin Tianhao, who had only recently forced their way into the Celestial Immortal realm. He had stepped into Celestial Immortal thousands of years ago, a mighty one who had created the legend of Vajra Temple!
The instant he rose to his feet, a vast, righteous power surged out from within his body!
"Om!"
Amid a tremor in the void, amid the thunderous chanting of Brahma songs and Buddha script, everyone saw, with a jolt, the drifting clouds above Mount Putuo blazing with golden light, actually condensing into a colossal Buddha standing tall between heaven and earth.
"Cha!"
Fuhong let out a deep shout; his visage turned like a wrathful Vajra, and he suddenly strode forward. The Nine-Ring Alms Staff in his hand swung down in a slow yet swift arc. That staff strike was fast yet felt slow, like a mountain collapsing, like a tidal wave, like a torrential downpour, vast and inexhaustible!
