Nan Hua's face paled slightly, and he was sent flying backward. Ananda also staggered backward, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Clearly, in that exchange of blows just now, the two were evenly matched, neither gaining the upper hand.

Ananda gazed in that direction, his eyes flickering uncertainly.

Nan Hua gazed at all of this, his eyes growing deep.

In their exchange just now, neither of them gained the upper hand.

Ananda's injuries were even more severe than Nanhua's. His finger strike was a genuine killing move, yet Nanhua managed to block it, which made him lose face.

"With me here, I advise you not to make a move on this child!" Nan Hua said.

"snort!"

Ananda snorted coldly, then flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

Nan Hua did not stop him and watched him leave.

Meanwhile, Lu Li and the Ancient Buddha Dipankara had already arrived in the heavens.

“Young friend, this humble monk has no intention of becoming your enemy,” Ran Deng said, looking at Lu Li.

Lu Li snorted coldly, his gaze falling on Randeng, a chilling glint in his eyes. "If you don't want to be my enemy, then leave!"

After a moment of silence, the Ancient Buddha Dipankara said, "Young friend, I am determined to take Jin Chanzi with me. Since that's the case, then I must offend you!"

"Thunderous Sound of the Zen Sea!"

A deafening roar erupted from within Ran Deng's body, and he vanished completely, replaced by a sea of ​​lightning.

Within the sea of ​​lightning, endless lightning raged, with thick arcs of electricity constantly moving about, as if a thunder god had descended.

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled, the heavens and earth trembled, and countless bolts of lightning crashed down upon Lu Li.

"Playing with fire?" Lu Li sneered.