It was already late afternoon.
The sunlight in the sky gradually turned dim and yellowish.
As the sunlight lost its previous warmth, the mountain wind carried a strong, bloody stench, giving Bright Summit a somber and desolate feel.
Ignoring the gazes of those around him, Dongfang Bubai seemed oblivious. After glancing at Kumārajīva and the Golden Wheel Monk, he said softly, "Interesting. The people of the Great Yuan Kingdom have come to Bright Peak. It seems that your purpose is not as simple as the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth."
With a peaceful smile, Kumārajīva, like a truly enlightened monk, said, "As expected of the wise leader of the East, this time you came to the Ming Cult not so much because of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, but more so because I have long heard of the extraordinary strength of the leader of the East and have come to learn from you."
Dongfang Bubai sneered, "Challenge me? Like you just did, hiding to the side? Your secret sect's method of challenging me is quite unexpected."
But through Kumārajīva's words, Dongfang Bubai could also understand that the reason why Kumārajīva and the Golden Wheel Monk appeared at Bright Peak this time was because of her.
In other words, this siege of Bright Peak by the six major sects was also a scheme orchestrated by Kumārajīva.
Almost immediately, Dongfang Bubai thought of the masked man from the Hengshan Sect from last time.
"Ha! I thought it would take some time before it popped up again, but I didn't expect it to appear so quickly."
Dongfang Bubai is the type of person who is vengeful and holds grudges.
For Dongfang Bubai, the Hengshan Sect's scheme that time had already fueled his murderous intent, let alone the second time.
Therefore, as Dongfang Bubai looked at Kumārajīva and the Golden Wheel Monk, his heart was already boiling with killing intent.
With a cold snort, he didn't say another word, and in the instant his upper body leaned slightly forward, he appeared in front of Kumārajīva.
Even when Dongfang Bubai had already appeared in front of Kumārajīva, the spot where he had just stood still carried Dongfang Bubai's afterimage.
This demonstrates just how fast Dongfang Bubai was.
The moment he flashed in front of Kumārajīva, Dongfang Bubai's fair palm slowly slapped towards Kumārajīva, breaking through space.
The true energy continuously swirled around the palm, blasting away the surrounding air, so that the palm would only produce a faint sound of air being torn apart after it passed through.
Dongfang Bubai's palm strike was so slow that even Song Yuanqiao and Yang Xiao, who were at the peak of the Innate Realm, could feel that they could easily dodge it.
However, in Kumārajīva's perception, Dongfang Bubai's palm strike had sealed off all his escape routes, rendering him unable to move.
Upon hearing this, Kumārajīva was startled. He stomped his right foot on the ground, propelling his body backward into the air. At the same time, he gently touched the ground with his right thumb and forefinger, as if he were picking up a flower, and smiled. He flicked his left hand forward with his five fingers.
In an instant, five special finger energies burst forth from Kumārajīva's fingers, then converged into a single force that rushed towards Dongfang Bubai.
It turned out to be the Shaolin martial art "Finger of Flowers," which had reached the middle level of the Earth rank.
However, when those condensed fingers touched Dongfang Bubai, Dongfang Bubai made no move at all, yet his body shifted three inches to the side.
Consequently, Dongfang Bubai's hand, which was originally aimed at Kumārajīva, also shifted position and instead met a special burst of energy shooting from the air.
However, the moment the finger strike that Kumārajīva had just unleashed touched that light and airy palm, it shattered like tofu hitting a shield made of refined iron.
In contrast, Dongfang Bubai's hand did not pause even for a moment.
Upon seeing this scene, Kumārajīva's expression changed again. The fingers in his hand, which had been holding a flower, suddenly straightened and pointed upwards like a knife.
The moment his hand slashed upwards, it met Dongfang Bubai's palm perfectly.
The moment the chop touched his palm, a flash of fire appeared, but the next second, Kumārajīva felt his palm and his entire right arm go numb.
But before Kumārajīva could think of anything, a fleeting afterimage suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Startled, Kumārajīva quickly raised his other hand, and a blade of energy containing flowing light, resembling a flame, shot out rapidly.
But in the instant that the blade energy, as fierce as flames, pierced through the air, it passed right through the fiery red figure in front of him in a smooth, effortless motion.
The moment a warning thought arose in his mind, Kumārajīva's true energy surged forth like a flood, rapidly gathering at his back.
Almost the instant the true energy condensed, a slender, white hand appeared from behind and struck towards Kumārajīva's back.
As before, the movements were light and slow, but the moment the palm touched Kumārajīva's back, the blood-red light flowing in the fair palm was like splashing on a calm water surface.
As his palm passed by, the true energy gathered on Kumārajīva's back spread uncontrollably to both sides.
Fortunately, at the last moment, when only a thin layer of true energy remained, Dongfang Bubai finally managed to exhaust the energy in his palm strike.
Kumārajīva used this energy to quickly move forward nearly two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters).
Having failed to land a blow, Dongfang Bubai raised an eyebrow and praised, "Not bad, you were actually able to defend against that palm strike."
Hearing these words of praise, however, a sense of dread rose in Kumārajīva's heart.
He couldn't understand why Dongfang Bubai, who was only at the peak of the Grandmaster realm, could move so fast.
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