The Supreme God

Right behind the middle-aged monk, the old temple released a large amount of the power of faith which immediately transformed into a white fog.

The middle-aged monk put his palms together and seriously said to Austin and Julian, "Sirs, I'm afraid you must leave now. Please.

There are only monks and Buddhas in this place. Outsiders like you are not welcome here."

As he spoke, he suddenly emitted a blinding light. Austin and his son felt that every inch of the monk's flesh was glowing. At the same time, the overwhelming Buddhist power shrouded them.

Both Austin and Julian felt that their bodies were sinking as the invisible Buddhist power landed on them.

"As we all know, Buddha himself guides the pre-destined people who are also known as the chosen ones.

But what is the specific criteria to be considered as part of the pre-destined people? How will you know if you are one of the chosen ones?

Are the so-called powerful monks like you the ones who set that standard? Are you the ones who choose who among us will be guided by Buddha?

If you meet people you see eye to eye with, you will regard them as one of the pre-destined people. But if you don't like them or you're not in good terms with them, you would say that they are not the chosen ones.

So, if that were the case, then we all must play by your rules. We must do everything to win your favors and prove to you that we should be part of the so-called chosen ones.

But people who fail to win your favor will never ever have access to this place.

If you don't like a certain person even though he believes in Buddhism,

you will never let him enter this place, will you?"

Austin retorted back at the monk.

Hearing Austin's sharp words, the middle-aged monk fell completely silent.

After a while, he finally opened his mouth to speak.

"There is absolutely no standard for the chosen ones since everything is already written in the stars. If we meet the pre-destined people, we will definitely give him guidance.

After all, Buddha will always guide the pre-destined people—the chosen ones," he carefully replied.

"Humph! In the end, you still decide whether we are part of the chosen people or not.

That's completely ridiculous.

Besides that, I often heard that Buddha could free people from their misery.

Tell me, who exactly could be saved?"

Austin asked again with a sneer.

eloquent. And I can also sense that you

not one of

said with a disappointed

talking

Buddha's nature must have a fair chance to become a

only one here who has prejudices.

go away!" Austin shouted

face immediately darkened since he was already getting

middle-aged monk was extremely surprised to hear that. He was also taken aback by Austin's sudden display of what seemed

what seemed like a long time, he put his palms

I must say that you are too arrogant and stubborn.

place for Buddhism. So, I'm asking you once again to please

insist on breaking in? What will you

and didn't want to talk more nonsense with

finally took a step forward, and a blade

dazzling radiance and was aimed at

"Ah! Amitabha!

too bad," the middle-aged monk

raised his head and two beams of dazzling light suddenly shot

Boom! Boom! Boom!

faith that soared into the

faith glowed brightly as it

afraid of you

the wind. Then,

he was not yet strong enough to unleash its full power, he could still activate a part of its power which

blade gave off a bright radiance, and the space around it rumbled

Boom! Boom! Boom!

the blade came into contact with the power of faith, the space around them quaked. The power of faith stopped in its tracks, and so did the weapon. The radiance released by the weapon advanced extremely far and

an earsplitting sound was heard. Due to the impact, Austin staggered a few steps back

utter surprise and

me step back in just one move,' he thought to himself as he narrowed his eyes at

underestimated the

didn't expect that he would bump into such a powerful monk in this remote place. He wasn't prepared for it and was

is not fit to be your opponent.

We got him already."

loud roar sounded

appeared beside the middle-aged monk one after another. There were eighteen of

golden-colored skin. It looked like they were made from gold. There was a halo at the back

white as snow, and his face was incredibly wrinkled. He looked at Austin with an