"GET OUT! GO TO HELL! AHHHHHH!" the young man roared, the Chaos Qi in his body on the verge of igniting.
The Suffering Ascetic's expression was sorrowful, and the Buddhist light around him was dense. Even he could not remain here any longer, or he would be swept into ashes by the surging, scorching Chaos Qi.
He pressed his palms together and chanted a Buddhist mantra. Then, with a casual slash of one hand across the young man's belly... a gash suddenly appeared on the abdomen of the giant-sized youth!
Relative to the young man's giant form, the wound was small, but it was large enough for the Suffering Ascetic to get out.
The Suffering Ascetic strode out calmly. Once outside, his entire body began to glow, shimmering with a golden light like a blazing sun!
"Amitabha!"
The Suffering Ascetic recited the mantra, and two beams of light filled with mysterious symbols shot from his eyes. They landed on the young man's sliced-open abdomen, and the wound healed at a visible rate.
