"Boom——"
Just like a thousand-foot sheer cliff, the Pure Land manifested by Buddha Light blocked the Indigo Sea, though it trembled ceaselessly, it indeed stopped the Indigo Sea.
"Blood Vault."
A more turbulent wave of blood surged in. In the past, Qing Yu wouldn't mind holding back to observe where Xinyuan's power came from, but now is not the time to hold back.
The blood wave rolled on, with an incomparable momentum like mountains collapsing and seas overturning, bringing a pressure that seemed to solidify the air.
The scale of this tempestuous wave, formed by blood and Qi, was akin to the blood and Qi of those legendary mountain-sized ancient beasts.
"Wula."
Xinyuan flashed behind Wula, placing a palm on his back, a familiar Luminous Buddha Light transfusing into Wula's body.
It was the power of the Pure Land; shockingly, Xinyuan could borrow the power of the Pure Land outside the Great Zen Temple.
