However, when he exited his circle, he saw Lin Xiaosu standing a hundred meters tall, with an ancient peak behind him. On top of the peak, a figure resembling Lin Xiaosu's Dharma form turned around: "Earlier, my avatar must have given you an illusion, making you think that with true skill, I couldn't defeat you!"
"Amitabha..."
The fourth syllable had not yet exited when a palm descended from the heavens, boom!
Heavily striking Jifan's bald head.
Jifan retreated a hundred meters away.
His head was no longer pure golden but mottled with blue and purple.
Thud!
A massive fist descended from the sky, striking the head once more. This punch was twice as fierce as the previous palm strike.
Jifan plummeted straight into the Abyss, even his Primordial Spirit trembled.
He finally realized that he had indeed made a major mistake earlier.
