That streak of crimson was too dazzling.
So even the Buddha could bleed.
At the moment the blood plasma scattered onto the earth, everyone's heartbeat unconsciously sped up. Whether it was the common people of the Divine Dynasty or the Immortal Officials fallen into the Red Dust, all raised their heads, incredulously looking towards the figure firmly pressed down by the Stone Stick.
If the Golden Immortal Bodhisattvas, who possessed the Undying and Undying Divine Skills, were already not proficient in using duels to solve problems, then among the True Buddha Emperors one level higher, such a thing had never occurred.
They were the rulers, the parents of heaven and earth, representing the Heavenly Dao with every gesture, if they sought to win by force, it would indeed be beneath them.
