Chapter 529

For most powerful cultivators, this technique is about overwhelming force; if one lacks sufficient skill, even a peer-level expert could be crushed by the Buddha's palm in a single misstep.

Unfortunately, the Buddha's current opponent is Luo Fu.

Even Saint Zhunti's countless yuanhui in the Primordial World were once shattered outright by Luo Fu.

This mere Buddha Palm Realm is certainly incapable of suppressing Luo Fu.

In fact, if Luo Fu hadn't wished to conceal his strength.

With his physical prowess, even standing still, the Buddha could not suppress him.

After assimilating the essence blood of countless Chaotic Divine Demons, Luo Fu's current body is no weaker than ordinary Chaotic Divine Demons.

If Luo Fu wished, he could effortlessly prove the Dao through pure physical might and attain Hunyuan Dao.

"But your Buddhist sect truly excels at selling dog meat under a sheep's head—let me teach you what a true palm-world truly is."

Luo Fu gently lifted his right hand and tapped the descending colossal Buddha palm.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Instantly, the surrounding space groaned as if unable to bear the weight, beginning to creak and crack.

On Luo Fu's seemingly ordinary right hand, countless profound Dao patterns began to swirl and entwine.

Amidst the interweaving of countless Dao patterns, a hazy stream of qi appeared on Luo Fu's palm.

Immediately, this stream began to expand continuously.

When it reached a certain scale, the stream suddenly exploded.

From the explosion, lightning flashed, thunder roared, gales howled, flames spewed, floods surged, and magma raged.

After colliding for a moment, the chaotic phenomena within the stream began to clarify.

A light, ethereal qi rose upward, while a turbid, heavy qi sank downward.

"Reenacting earth, fire, water, and wind, reopening a world—who are you?"

Seeing the scene of clear qi rising and turbid qi descending atop Luo Fu's palm.

With the Buddha's experience, how could he not recognize that Luo Fu was simulating Pangu's opening of heaven and earth, reenacting earth, fire, water, and wind, to forge a new world?

Such a technique, even the Buddha had to admit, surpassed him utterly.

In mastery of the Space Dao, Luo Fu far exceeded him.

No, not merely the Space Dao—reenacting earth, fire, water, and wind requires far more than just Space Dao.

Ignoring the Buddha's cry of shock, Luo Fu continued to gaze calmly at him, as if that display had been trivial.

In truth, for the current Luo Fu, opening a world was indeed no remarkable feat.

He could not possibly create a grand world like the Primordial World.

But a small world like the Buddha's palm-Buddha-realm, Luo Fu could create a hundred or more with a single breath.

Even as the Buddha cried out, Luo Fu's palm-world continued to evolve.

After clear qi rose and turbid qi sank, a world was successfully born in Luo Fu's palm, along with countless primordial deities.

Some spewed fire, others wielded lightning.

After the primordial deities appeared, countless holy spirits emerged upon the empty land.

Beginning Qilin, Fenghuang, True Dragons...

Countless divine beasts ran and soared within.

In a single palm strike, Luo Fu had created a miniature Primordial World.

Just as Luo Fu's created world evolved to produce Beginning Qilin and beasts.

The Buddha's palm-Buddha-realm had already descended upon Luo Fu's head.

Facing the crushing weight of the palm-Buddha-realm, Luo Fu merely thought lightly.

The seemingly insignificant miniature world upon his palm suddenly began to expand.

In an instant, the miniature world swelled into a realm larger than the Buddha's palm-Buddha-realm.

Crack!

The moment the miniature Primordial World expanded into a full realm, it devoured the Buddha's palm-Buddha-realm like a ferocious beast.

Instantly, countless primordial deities and Primordial World beasts descended into the Buddha's realm.

Faced with these primordial deities and countless Primordial World beasts, the countless believers refined within the Buddha's realm erupted into chaos.

Under threat of death, the countless Buddhist disciples lost all interest in faith.

Without the bolster of faith, the Buddha's palm-Buddha-realm rapidly collapsed under the devouring of the miniature Primordial World.

At the very moment the miniature Primordial World expanded, the Buddha instinctively sensed something wrong and tried to retract his palm-Buddha-realm.

Unfortunately, he reacted too late.

By the time he fully realized it, the palm-Buddha-realm had already begun to crumble under the impact of the miniature Primordial World.

Seeing this, the Buddha's heart bled.

This realm had been painstakingly built over countless yuanhui through the conversion of countless Buddhist disciples.

Luo Fu's move had nearly destroyed half his life's work.

Without hesitation, the Buddha drove his Dharma-body's right hand to desperately retrieve his realm.

"Want to pull it back? Too late!"

Sensing the Buddha's motion, Luo Fu sent forth a streak of Bai Guang that swept across the palm-Buddha-realm.

Struck by this Bai Guang, the devout believers within the palm-Buddha-realm regained clarity in their eyes, each as if awakening from a great dream.

With all believers lost, the palm-Buddha-realm halted like a car without fuel.

Crack!

Immediately afterward, under Luo Fu's control, the miniature Primordial World began to close, and the terrifying destructive force of spatial closure severed the Buddha's Dharma-body's right palm.

After swallowing the Buddha's Palm Buddhist Land, the miniature Primordial World continuously shrank, returning to its original size, then vanished into thin air within Luo Fu's right palm.

The miniature Primordial World had not truly vanished—it had merely been sent by Luo Fu into the Chaos Pearl.

The billions of Buddhist disciples within the Buddha's Palm Buddhist Land also counted as a resource.

Though such a resource was trivial to Luo Fu now, even a mosquito's leg is meat; he did not disdain the billions of Buddhist disciples offered by the Buddha.

"Fellow Daoist, where have you taken my Buddha's Palm Buddhist Land? It is a treasured artifact of the Wufu Sect—please return it at once."

Seeing the Buddha's Palm Buddhist Land disappear, the Buddha hurriedly spoke.