The sound of the Buddha's voice kept amplifying in everyone's ears.
At first, the sound was particularly clear, but as time passed, it gradually became chaotic, then spread through the air like the buzzing of mosquitoes.
Everyone present exerted their own power to resist the Buddha's voice.
A few couldn't withstand the erosion of the Buddha's voice, lying on the ground, clutching their heads, letting out painful cries.
Before seeing the Buddha's shadow, they first heard the Buddha's voice.
This was the Evil Buddha's way of making an entrance.
Lan Yuyan raised her right hand, Immortal Qi appeared in her palm, forming a barrier around her to isolate the approaching Buddha's voice.
Mo Qi stood still, showing no sign of action, not even using any Immortal Technique.
There wasn't the slightest trace of pain on his face.
He employed no means of defense.
This meant he was unaffected by the Buddha's voice.
This man was very strong.
