Golden light fills the air, and the shadow rises.
Time in this world had almost come to a standstill when the divine mountain of Frodo was revealed.
The gra*s and trees no longer swayed, the rocks no longer crumbled.
There was only the shadow of a “deity” across the sky.
It was like the gods of the ninth heaven, looking down on the heavens and the earth.
Not only near the Florentine Palace, but even millions of citizens in a city hundreds of miles away saw the shadow.
He stretched across the sky, like the sun, and spread his majesty and grace in all directions.
For a moment, tens of thousands of people knelt in unison.
Perhaps, they did not know this man, nor did they know the identity of the shadow.
However, for some reason, when this shadow appeared, there was a trembling and reverence from within the hearts of the entire people of the Indian nation.
They could not help but submit and kneel.
Perhaps, this is faith?
True faith is not engraved in the memory, but in the blood, in the bones.
When that person appears, even if you have never had him in your memory.
Yet, your blood, your soul, tells you.
He is the emperor!
It is the emperor of the whole of the Kingdom of India!
It was he who started the immortal dynasty of the Kingdom of India.
It is he, too, who founded the holy land of martial arts in the Kingdom of India.
Yes, he is the first founder of the Florentine Palace. .
The originator who started the martial art of Indo!
Just like the people of Yanxia, who consider themselves to be the children of Yanhuang.
And the martial artists of the country of India, likewise, consider themselves his descendants.
He was the true deity of the Indian Country!
If Ye Fan knew his identity, he would surely be shocked, right?
For, this was a figure that had long since disappeared into history, so how could he still appear?
Even if it was a projection of a virtual shadow, it was still unthinkable.
A soul-void is a projection of the power of the soul.
But what kind of powerful soul power does a person have to have to be able to still shine soul power, into the real world, after spanning thousands of years?
Under the Buddha’s Mountain, the ministers knelt in submission.
King Buddha and the others, like the most devout of believers, knelt in worship of their faith.
…….
“It is the descendants who are incompetent and incapable of sheltering the Indian Kingdom.”
“As a result, the martial dao of my Indian country is in danger of being overthrown.”
“With no choice but to ask the ancestors to reveal their saints.”
“Please, ancestor, suppress the demons and protect the martial dao of my country for a thousand years!”
At the bottom of Mount Buddha Lo, King Buddha Lo and the others knelt down for a long time.
It was like the monkeys who knelt long before the Buddha in that eastern land of the Tang Dynasty a thousand years ago.
The devotion was incomparable!
The shadow did not reply to anything, only his eyes slowly turned from between the surrounding heaven and earth.
Finally, his gaze, landed on the only man still standing.
As the other man was surveying Ye Fan, Ye Fan was also looking at him.
It was an old Buddha man, with a vicissitudes face that resembled a withered world tree.
His gaze, which was so distant, was like a piercing through a thousand ages.
Ye Fan stopped in his tracks then and looked at the shadow with eyes full of wariness.
This was not the first time he had seen such a move.
Back then when he had defeated Chu Mun Mountain and Chu Yuan wanted to put him to death, his own great-grandmother had also appeared in a false shadow.
With three palms repeatedly, she had directly repelled Chu Yuan.
Therefore, when faced with this bizarre virtual shadow, Ye Fan had to be solemn.
“Hm?”
“Strange?”
“Is that there…”
However, as Ye Fan was filled with vigilance. Instead, he suddenly noticed that somewhere in front of him, the heaven and earth seemed to have cracked open after the appearance of this vague shadow.
It was as if a cave hidden in the weeds had revealed a gap in the midst of the gra*s and trees covering it.
Just as Ye Fan was puzzled, the shadow was speaking.
“The sea of suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore. Put down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha…”
The eerie words seemed like a master who had obtained the true scriptures was telling Ye Fan about Zen theory.
Ye Fan shook his head, “Sorry, I don’t believe in Buddhism and I don’t want to become a monk. If I become a monk, what will happen to my wife? By the way, do you have a wife? Do you have children? Do they still recognise you? Are you doing well? Do you need me to take care of them for you?”
These rotten words of Ye Fan almost drove King Buddha Lo mad.
“You are unbridled!”
“In front of our ancestors, how can you defile your words and degrade the authority of my ancestors?”
King Buddha Lo and the others cursed.
Ye Fan didn’t bother to pay attention to them.
If it wasn’t for the sudden appearance of this shadow, King Buddha Luo and the rest of them, these jumping clowns, would probably have been slapped to death by him.
“Ancestor, don’t talk nonsense to him.”
“This person has long been incorrigible, I beg the ancestor to exterminate him!”
King Buddha and the others had seen Ye Fan’s mouth.
This guy was so sharp-tongued that it was better to argue with him than to be killed by him.
At least he wouldn’t get angry!
The void seemed to have listened closer to King Buddha Lo’s words and looked at Ye Fan with a little more coldness.
“To be merciful to you is to be cruel to all beings.”
“I, Buddha, am merciful, and only have to exchange your life for the happiness of all beings.”
“If you don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?”
The eerie voice continued to ring out.
The crowd then saw that, deep in the firmament, the shadow lifted its finger.
Boom!
In an instant, thunder rolled through the sky.
Several purple-gold thunderbolts actually soared out from the depths of the divine mountain like golden dragons.
When Ye Fan was caught off guard, those several golden thunderbolts actually bound Ye Fan’s hands and feet like chains, imprisoning him in the void.
Looking from afar, the thin figure of a man looked like a prisoner of death under the judgment of heaven and earth!
“Ye Fan!”
Noa was terrified.
Worried, she shouted.
In the emptiness, Ye Fan was also struggling violently.
However, the thunder chains were as if they were the land of heaven and earth.
The more Ye Fan struggled, the more furious that thunder force became.
The pain of being wrought by thunder swept through Ye Fan’s entire body.
“This… This…”
“Purple Gold Thunder?”
Burning Heaven had been completely stunned.
He also played with thunder.
However, his thunder power was undoubtedly too different from this Purple Gold Thunder before him.
It was as if there was a difference between clouds and mud!
“Is this the power of an immortal?”
Burning Heaven’s eyes were filled with longing and shock.
“Hahahaha…”
“Chu Tianfan, how about it?”
“I have long said that the depths of my Indian country’s martial dao are not something that you, an explosive man, can imagine?”
“Next, you will wait for, my Indian Kingdom’s ancestors, to judge you by death!”
King Buddha laughed out loud as well.
Yes, this was his greatest reliance.
It didn’t matter if he couldn’t beat Ye Fan, he could ask for help from his ancestors.
If the little one couldn’t, go to the big one, if the big one couldn’t, then go to the old one.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, was a loner.
A mere outcast that no one wanted.
No background, no heritage, only his own fists.
But as hard as your fists are, as talented as you are, you might be able to beat the contemporary masters, but what about those predecessors from a thousand years ago?
Any ancient strength, that heritage accumulated over the years, is not something that a thug can match?
Just like when Ye Fan fought the Chu Sect back then, the contemporary powerhouses of the Chu Sect were swept away by him.
However, what could be done?
He still lost to the Chu Clan’s previous generation of supreme powerhouses.
Now the printing nation is still repeating the same mistake.
He swept through the Florentine Palace with a pair of iron fists, but didn’t he have to fall to the ancestors of the Printemps martial art all the same?
It’s this kind of orphaned thug with no family, no background, no heritage and no one to control that bullies!
“Great sorrow without tears, great enlightenment without words, great laughter without sound…”
The burning sound rolled.
The eerie voice seemed to pierce through a thousand ages, reverberating unceasingly above this ancient earth.
And along with these meditative words, the shadow’s palm lifted beneath the vault of the sky.
At that moment, it was as if the whole world was under that huge palm.
With the might of annihilation, he fiercely crushed towards Ye Fan.
Boom!
In an instant, the heavens and the earth turned upside down.
It was clear that the shadow had only waved a palm, but as far as the eye could see, there were millions of palm imprints, ruthlessly smashing into Ye Fan.
Ye Fan simply could not dodge!
Four thunder chains bound his limbs.
He was like a crucified prisoner on death row!
He could only see, as the overwhelming palm imprints engulfed him.