บท 2948: The Worship

"This time, I owe Faramita a favor. My choice is myself, not Faramita."

Qin Yu said softly. This time, he borrowed the power of the Faramita.

He made Faramita fight with the Path of Heaven and helped him condense the power of the divinity.

Although the Buddha Realm was eventually shattered, Faramita had confronted the Path of Heaven because of him.

"This karma is too great. You can't return it. Come with me to the Faramita to settle this karma." Luo Xueyi put her palms together.

She grabbed the prayer beads with one hand and punched Qin Yu.

Arhat Fist!

It was the simplest Buddhist Sect's fist-fighting technique. Even monks in the secular world knew this set of fist techniques.

However, everyone's expression changed when Luo Xueyi's thin fist smashed down.

The seemingly thin fist contained terrifying power, and the weather at the cliff of heaven changed.

There wasn't any Saint Power fluctuation in that punch.