The terror he had never seen even when facing an ancient emperor of a thousand generations! Shocking!
This was his strongest move in his prime, supreme glory!
In an instant, all the white light flashed and covered the entire myriad universe divine light!
The ancient immortal emperor suddenly waved his hand forward!
With the momentum of meteors and planets, the coercive strike shattered space and boomed towards them!
Master Shikong clasped his palms together: "Moving Seas Without Buddha."
He instantly tossed his prayer beads!
A golden light flashed!
The prayer beads hung in mid-air, and the ancient immortal emperor's strongest strike in his prime, visible to the naked eye, instantly turned into nothingness! Until it vanished into smoke and dust...
The terrifying and shocking white light flashed and disappeared, returning the ordinary, boundless myriad universe divine light.
Master Shikong retrieved his prayer beads: "Moving Seas Without Buddha... Benefactor Bai, do you... still want to fight?"
The ancient immortal emperor, rarely returning to his peak, would not compromise so easily: "This emperor does not know what has happened to this world. In ancient times, this emperor was the focus of attention, a peak figure above myriad worlds. Even facing the ancient demon emperor, I never suffered defeat! Yet, I did not expect someone like you to appear. Who are you?!"
"Moving Seas Without Buddha..." Master Shikong shook his head helplessly: "This old monk's dharma name is Shikong, and my reputation is insignificant. Supreme glory has always existed in everyone's heart. We all have a competitive spirit. Even if you achieve first place, what then? What is the point of gaining those empty titles?"
The ancient immortal emperor pointed his sword at Master Shikong: "Shikong! Enough of your nonsense. Today, either you die or I die!"
"Moving Seas Without Buddha..."
The ancient immortal emperor swung his long sword: "Azure Flower Sword Art!"
"White Character Art, White is not White, Way is not Way, Flowers bloom on the path, purifying the green lotus!"
Master Shikong unleashed a palm strike! The ancient immortal emperor's divine weapon, as if out of his control, fell to the ground!
He refused to believe it and raised his palm, striking with a sound that broke through the air!
Master Shikong did not dodge, and easily returned his palm strike!
"Bang!"
The force bypassed his palms and struck directly on his chest!
"Pfft!..."
The ancient immortal emperor's palms struck Master Shikong simultaneously, but it was like ten thousand oxen crashing into cotton!
"Moving Seas Without Buddha..."
The ancient immortal emperor retreated in fear! He realized he could not feel any immortal spiritual energy in his body. The monk before him had easily stripped away his immortal emperor cultivation with a single palm strike?! What immense divine power was this?
"You crippled this emperor's ten thousand years of cultivation?!" the ancient immortal emperor asked accusingly.
"Moving Seas Without Buddha." Master Shikong clasped his palms together: "You and I are both dust motes among the myriad stars. What does it matter if you have cultivation or not? Moreover, your true heart has already died. Why do you use your decaying body to do things against your true heart?"
A single word awakened him from his dream! The ancient immortal emperor seemed to gain understanding. He sighed: "Master speaks the truth. I am already a dead person, only my obsession was too deep, blinding my eyes and leading me to do things against my true heart. What is the point of being first for ten thousand lifetimes? What is the point of being invincible in the world? We are all insignificant specks of dust in the myriad worlds. Everything is just fleeting clouds."
"Moving Seas Without Buddha..." Master Shikong said: "Your ability to see through it proves your true heart is not yet tainted. You are a promising talent. Follow this old monk to cultivate. With your potential, if you can comprehend Zen, you will surely achieve the path of the Great Buddha."
The ancient immortal emperor was assimilated and clasped his hands together: "Moving Seas Without Buddha, Master above, please accept your disciple's bow."
"Wait." Seeing him about to kneel, Master Shikong held him up from afar: "You and I are both insignificant beings on the path of the Buddha Emperor. Worldly courtesies are merely fleeting clouds to us. Why ensnare yourself?"
The ancient immortal emperor nodded: "Yes, Buddha Venerable."