In the arena, the Primordial Force displayed by Monk Taiwu was named... Pacification.
It was a Primordial Force that could pacify all negative emotions, allowing opponents to lose their focus and thereby weaken their strength.
Moreover, this Pacification attribute of Primordial Force, being a mental-level ability, easily caught opponents off guard. Without them realizing it, it stealthily infiltrated their consciousness, achieving the effect of bringing them to weakness.
"Master Taiwu is right. If the Qianxue Group and the Bai family were to engage in a bloody conflict, it would inevitably result in numerous casualties. Even if the Qianxue Group emerged victorious, it would be a pyrrhic victory, hardly worth it!"
"Indeed! The fact that the Bai family has come to seek peace shows their sincerity. Director Fang should come out and meet them."
"When will grudges ever end? Master speaks the truth."
"Reconciliation! This is the best choice!"
"..."
Under the influence of Monk Taiwu's Primordial Force, even the Qianxue Group's guards had unconsciously let go of their hostility and began to discuss.
And this was just them being affected by the weak ripple effect of the Primordial Force. Meanwhile, Dorisa was at the center of the conflict.
So, how were her negative emotions pacified?
"Benefactress! Do my words hold any truth?"
Monk Taiwu turned around, looking at Dorisa with a benevolent smile, and asked.
"Master... Your words... are truthful!"
Dorisa gradually loosened her fists, the hostility in her eyes slowly faded, and the oppressive aura she exuded also gradually disappeared.
Her expression was peaceful, everything felt natural.
"Amitabha! Amitabha! Benefactress is a person of compassion; this is fortunate for both parties!"
Monk Taiwu nodded repeatedly, his smile growing brighter. Everything was progressing according to his expectations.
"Benefactress! Could you lead the way for this old monk? I believe Benefactor Fang of your group, like Benefactress, is also a person of mercy." Monk Taiwu slid his prayer beads, sighing, "May both parties reconcile and resolve all grudges!"
"They will!"
Dorisa, with a friendly smile, nodded. "Director Fang is a kind person and would not wish to add to karma. Having the Master here is truly fortunate for both families!"
"Amitabha! This is excellent! Excellent!"
Monk Taiwu's eyes lit up at her words, and he nodded repeatedly.
"Master! I have a question, can you guide me?"
Just then, Dorisa suddenly spoke.
"Benefactress, please speak!"
Monk Taiwu was in a very good mood and naturally did not refuse.
Dorisa walked to Monk Taiwu's side, bowed slightly, and asked, "What Benefactress wishes to ask is..."
"At such close range, can Master block this punch?"
"Wh... What?"
Hearing this, the Master seemed a little stunned, doubting if his ears were playing tricks on him.
However, when an overwhelmingly surging force struck him in the chest, he suddenly came to his senses.
But, it was too late.
Boom!
The fist, enveloped in a fiery golden Primordial Force, landed squarely on his chest, sending Monk Taiwu flying backward with absolute power.
"Gah!"
Mid-air, a mouthful of hot blood spurted from Monk Taiwu's mouth. The bones in his chest had completely caved in. The terrifying indentation was enough to make one's heart pound.
Thud!
Finally, after flying nearly a hundred meters, Monk Taiwu crashed into a stone pillar two meters wide, sending countless shards of rock flying. Half of his body was embedded within it.
The stone pillar, after enduring this violent impact, cracked with innumerable fissures, the creaking and groaning sounds perfectly illustrating the power of Dorisa's punch.
It was truly terrifying.
This sudden and shocking turn of events plunged the atmosphere into deathly silence. Everyone's minds went blank, completely unaware of what had happened.
Of course!
This might have been a negative side effect from Monk Taiwu's Primordial Force.
"Hmph! You want to ambush me? You think you're worthy?"
Dorisa retracted her fist, the crimson-gold energy covering its surface slowly dissipating. Her eyes were icy cold.
In fact, Dorisa had indeed been affected by the opponent's Primordial Force initially.
However, just as she suddenly felt a strange sense of goodwill towards that old bald donkey, she abruptly realized something was amiss.
After all, he had previously severely injured the company's guards. Such a feeling should absolutely not have appeared in her.
But as time passed, that inexplicable goodwill grew stronger and stronger, so strong that it compelled her to abandon all hostility.
She then understood that she had fallen into a trap.
At the most critical moment, she also activated her awakened Primordial Force attribute.
Belief!
It was the Primordial Force of the Belief attribute.
It was also a Primordial Force in the category of mental energy.
However, it was a mental Primordial Force that amplified oneself.
This attribute could induce self-hypnosis, strengthening a particular belief for a short period.
For instance, earlier, Dorisa had used her Primordial Force to strengthen her belief of animosity towards Monk Taiwu, thereby counteracting his Primordial Force's influence on her.
Furthermore, depending on which belief was strengthened, the amplification she received would differ.
Strengthening her hostile belief could temporarily boost Dorisa's strength twofold, which was extremely terrifying.
If she strengthened her protective belief, it could enhance her physical durability and allow her to withstand more damage.
In short, the attribute Dorisa awakened did not have a clear definition. Such a Primordial Force carried significant elements of uncertainty.
Therefore, even Ye Ming could not provide an accurate rating.
He could only describe it with the word "special."
That was the most fitting description and could barely encompass it.
In the arena, Dorisa, in her high heels, walked step by step towards Monk Taiwu.
Now that he had almost lost the ability to resist, Dorisa did not let down her guard. She did not want to make the same mistake as before.
Currently, Monk Taiwu's entire back was fused with the stone pillar. Blood seeped from various parts of his body, and his once spotless kasaya was stained red with blood, a stark contrast.
"Cough... cough!"
Monk Taiwu raised his head, his face as pale as paper, and it took immense effort to even open his eyes.
"I... I... I have lost!"
He uttered in a weak voice, but within his narrowed eyes, there was clear unresignation, and in the deepest part of his cloudy pupils, a trace of resentment could be detected.
Although he admitted defeat verbally, a dark flame burned within his heart.
"Tell me! What sect or school do you hail from?"
Dorisa maintained a distance from him and asked coldly.
However, upon hearing this question, the monk revealed a strange smile:
"You will know soon enough!"