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Chapter Four Hundred and Eighty-Eight: All Buddhas Dragon Elephant
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"Can a rice grain pearl also emit brilliance?"
The man in black twisted his body like a swimming fish.
Short swords and long blades, attacking like fleeting reflections, had already slashed past his ribs and waist, cutting through the air and leaving trails of black streaks.
Ignoring the semi-transparent stone wall hanging in mid-air, he flickered about with the Shrinking Ground to Inches under his feet, instantly multiplying his shadowy figures in front of the Ancestor Master Hall.
At the same time, he clasped his hands in a seal, and with a backhanded strike, it was like plucking flowers and subduing dragons.
Clang...
Four soft sounds merged into one.
The hand print transformed from the impossible into the possible, piercing through the sword circle and striking the chests and abdomens of the four True Inheritor Disciples.
Crackling...
Amid a series of bone explosions.
