Actually, even if Xu Wendong didn’t say it, Si Youyou and Fuyao felt a strong sense of oppression. They sensed an aura from these eighteen Golden Bodied Arhats that did not belong to this realm. Even though both had Nascent Soul Stage Cultivation, a strong sense of unease arose in their hearts. Master Wuyou clasped his hands together and emitted an ethereal sound: "Benefactor Xu, the sea of suffering is boundless, turn back to the shore. If you choose to follow Buddha, I will give you a chance to amend your ways!" "Otherwise, I can only send you off to the afterlife." "Then let me see your tricks!" Xu Wendong shouted angrily. He wielded the Golden Crow Furnace, like a god of death, emanating powerful momentum, fiercely striking towards a Golden Bodied Arhat before him. With a resounding crash, although the Golden Bodied Arhat was sent flying over a hundred meters away by Xu Wendong, he remained unharmed. Moreover, his expression didn’t change in the slightest. Si Youyou also wielded her Lingxiao Sword, the terrifying Sword Qi enveloping this small world, but it left no mark on the eighteen Arhats. Fuyao swung her Formation Flag, releasing terrifying bolts of lightning. Yet, the eighteen Arhats seemed fearless of the lightning, and no harm was done. "Xu Wendong, I advise you to give up resisting!" Empty-Distance Monk coldly laughed, "These eighteen Arhats are Buddha Ancestor’s prayer beads, having followed Buddha Ancestor for hundreds of years, bearing his aura. You alone are not enough to counter them." With that, the eighteen Arhats launched a fierce attack, holding golden rods, emotionless, attacking from all directions simultaneously. Facing the simultaneous assault of eighteen Arhats, Si Youyou and Fuyao were shocked, a powerful sense of oppression swept in, leaving them with an almost suffocating illusion. Xu Wendong’s body erupted with a terrifying golden light, transforming directly into a Big Bell with a diameter over ten meters and fifty meters high, enveloping the three of them. He also knew Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt. The Buddhist Sect knew Xu Wendong possessed Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt, otherwise, they wouldn’t have sent Empty-Distance Monk to the mortal realm to induct him into the Buddhist Sect. Yet even so, upon seeing Xu Wendong unleash Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt, the Buddhist Sect members were shocked, not expecting Xu Wendong to have cultivated it to such an extent. The loud bell resounded throughout this minor world. "The enemy’s strength is too great, what do we do?" Si Youyou nervously asked Xu Wendong. "Prepare for a prolonged battle!" Xu Wendong’s face was unreadable. Though he had Slayer Vine and Taoist Scripture Fragment as two major weapons, he didn’t want to reveal them easily. To him, the only thing he could do now was to drain the Buddha aura from the eighteen Arhats. Once their Buddha aura is mostly depleted, he could then deal a fatal strike. Master Wuyou sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, like an ancient Buddha, his gaze compassionate and profound, holding the unique Seal of the Buddhist Sect. He made no extra movements, just lightly clenched his hand, and a golden Buddha hand appeared in the air. The moment the Buddha hand appeared, the entire space seemed to freeze, time seemed to stand still. The golden Buddha hand exuded a faint divine radiance, an indescribable awe and power, as if it could effortlessly destroy everything. Clearly, Master Wuyou detected Xu Wendong’s intention and wanted to break through his Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt. Otherwise, the Buddha aura on the eighteen Arhats might be completely depleted. Xu Wendong looked up at the golden Buddha hand covering the sky, his body upright, gaze resolute. However, when Master Wuyou’s Buddha hand crushed towards his Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt. Xu Wendong’s face suddenly changed immensely. He felt unprecedented pressure, a sense of insignificance like an ant arose in his heart. The golden Buddha hand carried endless power, as if it could easily break his defense. Xu Wendong knew this move was an unprecedented challenge for him. Yet, he did not flinch; his eyes became even more determined. He knew he couldn’t lose this battle, he couldn’t retreat. Si Youyou and Fuyao also held their breath, not daring to breathe. At this moment, they finally realized how terrifying the Buddhist Sect’s methods were. Even though both had stepped into the Nascent Soul Stage, before this strike, they didn’t even have the heart to resist. Just at this critical moment. Xu Wendong shouted, his body erupted with a brilliant golden light, the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt around them shot up to the sky, reaching a height of a hundred meters. Like a mountain, it blocked the golden Buddha hand. "Benefactor Xu, you can’t block it," Master Wuyou muttered, then gently pressed his palm. The golden Buddha hand instantly exploded with overwhelming force, heavily striking the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt. The Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt instantly showed cracks, then collapsed with a roar. With the moment of the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt’s rupture, Xu Wendong, Si Youyou, and Fuyao fled the scene immediately, avoiding being crushed by the Buddha hand. However, the eighteen Arhats quickly surrounded them again, launching a fierce attack. "You two go back first!" Xu Wendong’s gaze was fierce, and with a low roar, Si Youyou and Fuyao vanished from the Western Paradise World, forcibly sent back to the Kunlun Mountains Minor World by him. While Si Youyou and Fuyao were strong, the Buddhist Sect’s power was evidently superior. He didn’t want them to become his burden, so he forcibly sent them back to the Kunlun Mountains Minor World. After all, they belonged to the Kunlun Mountains Minor World, as long as he wished, even if they were hundred miles away, he could instantly return them to the Minor World. "Now, I can fight freely!" Xu Wendong stretched his muscles, then clenched his fists, punching towards the incoming eighteen Arhats. He had the strongest Ancient Sacred Body from Taoist legend; his physical body was his greatest weapon. He punched, hitting a Golden Bodied Arhat, terrifying True Qi flowed like a roaring river, instantly pouring into him, blasting him hundreds of meters away. Though it didn’t cause any harm to him. Yet, it was clear the golden glow on the Golden Bodied Arhat significantly dimmed. "Just as I suspected, once their Buddha glow weakens, these eighteen Arhats lose their fighting strength!" Xu Wendong’s eyes blazed. 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