Seeing Hui Neng effortlessly derive Divine Skills from his own teachings, becoming intangible, and easily passing through the defense that he and his companions had set up, Fang Xing's heart sank immediately. To derive one's own techniques—what kind of exceptionally talented person could achieve this? Even he himself, with countless opportunities and abundant fortune, had yet to perfect a single Heaven and Earth Great Grinding Disc, while this black-clad Buddhist Child Hui Neng realized his own Dharma and became his own Dao, in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea after attaining cultivation?
Why, how could anyone not despair with such an opponent!
Since embarking on the path of cultivation, the long-absent sense of powerlessness resurfaced in Fang Xing's heart.
