Under the vast void, a golden bowl suppresses the heavens and locks down the earth.
The Flying Snake's expression changed instantly, this kind of power was far greater than its own early Sub-Saint level, it simply couldn't resist. It believed that if it weren't for the resistance of the Bone Venerate with Late Sub-Saint cultivation, this single strike would likely have turned it into flying ash.
After all, the might of a Saint is not something that just anyone can withstand.
"Roar!"
The Bone Venerate lifted its skull, and its hollow eyes radiating green light stared blankly at the bowl above in the Heavenly Vault, suddenly raising a hand and pointing, a pale finger opposing the descending bowl.
"Buddha's heart arises!" The Guide intoned a mournful Buddha's verse, an immeasurable Buddha Power crazily infused into the bowl.
"Om!"
A wave of silent fluctuation centered on the bowl, pressed down fiercely, followed by a great burst of golden light.
