The howling yin wind, ghost souls wail mournfully.
That gigantic Soul-Beating Banner planted atop the mountain peak, scoured by Buddha's light, is torn asunder.
The Blazing Sun disperses the gloomy mists.
Buddha Country suspended high above!
In the eyes of True Master Qi Po, the monk towering a hundred zhang tall, had in fact not truly stretched his physique to become a mountain.
It was all but an illusion.
Except...when the false masquerades as the true, the true too becomes false.
"No! No!!"
True Master Qi Po falls seated to the ground, frantically crawling backward on hands and feet, no longer caring for dignity. The moment the Blazing Sun enveloped him, he knew this battle was nothing like he imagined—
The cultivation realm of this Buddha's son from Fan Yin Temple is by no means an adversary for the Cave Heaven Realm!
"Huang Xi! Quick, make your move!"
