A Clash of Willpower

"Step back, Benefactor," commanded Master Nathaniel, his sleeves billowing as his internal energy surged.

His hands radiated golden light, channeling the Transcendent Wisdom Sutra into one of the Iron Fist Sect Temple's supreme techniques—the Buddha's Divine Palm.

As if to embrace all living beings within the boundless world, he extended his palm.

Even the Monkey King, could not escape the palm of the Buddha.

The incoming carriage halted the moment it touched Master Nathaniel's hand, as though time itself had stopped.

Simultaneously, an overwhelming gust of wind erupted behind him, diffused and redirected by his internal energy.

It was a masterful display of the Buddha's Divine Palm, imbued with the profound principles of emptiness.

As the carriage came to a stop, Master Nathaniel glared fiercely at the middle-aged man who had launched it.