185: Chapter 185: Verbal Criticism and Pen Attacks 185: Chapter 185: Verbal Criticism and Pen Attacks At the sa ti, within the nine-layered Demon Suppressing Tower at the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery.
A desiccated monk’s body was withered as if it was a dried-up corpse, seemingly long bereft of the vitality it should possess.
Yet despite appearing as a corpse, at this mont, the body was surrounded by a sinister and deadly aura, trembling ever so slightly, and the blood red in his eyes was terrifying and frightening.
“How can this be?
How can this be?”
“I have practiced the Buddha Demon Technique and endured bitterly to this life.
Has he already seen my true form?” The corpse-like figure whispered shakily, the deathly aura around him growing exceedingly chaotic.
…
Within the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery.
Buddha Light stretched across the sky, and the Buddha Dharma Image bore a sorrowful expression.
Despite the fervent prayers of nurous monks, the Buddha Dharma Image still refrained from making a move against Ye Xuan, which left many monks puzzled and doubting.
“If you dare not strike at , then I will, before your very eyes, slaughter all these monks, eradicating your millennia-old Lesser Thunderclap Monastery.”
Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, his expression beca ominously strange, and a cruel smile curled on his lips as he walked toward the monks of the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery under the vast Buddha Light, sending an intense chill down the spine of anyone who glanced his way.
Spurt!
With a flick of his sword finger, a streak of blood swept across the void; a monk’s head was severed, leaving his headless corpse to die miserably at Ye Xuan’s feet.
From beginning to end, this monk believed that the Buddha would save him, but in his dying monts, when he looked up with eyes wide open, he saw that the Buddha Dharma Image remained motionless, until his gaze began to dissipate and he lost all signs of life, leaving the world with imnse unwillingness.
“Junior Brother!”
“Qing Xu Senior Brother!”
“My disciple?”
As the monk perished at the hands of Ye Xuan, a torrent of angry shouts filled the air.
“Ts-ts-ts!”
Ye Xuan shook his head slowly, turned back and looked at the Buddha Dharma Image, his voice eerie, “Are you just going to watch them die here without a care?”
“Amitabha!”
The Buddha Dharma Image lanted, “Our Buddhist Sect can forsake life and death.
If their demise can awaken the benefactor’s kind heart, it is an act of Great rit, a virtuous deed indeed.”
As the compassionate words of the Buddha Dharma Image ended, many monks bore stupefied expressions, unable to comprehend whether their lives should indeed be sacrificed to stir Ye Xuan’s conscience.
Spurt!
A blade sliced through the sky, rcilessly killing, and a dazzling streak of blood erupted from Ye Xuan’s hand, cutting down more than a dozen monks in an instant; their brilliant and beautiful blood stained the earth, along with the sounds of bitter wailing.
“Buddha, please have rcy and take action to subdue the demon!”
“Buddha, this man has been deeply possessed by a demon, with no hope of repentance.
If this demon is not removed today, it affronts the natural order.”
Many monks knelt and worshipped towards the Buddha Dharma Image while choking cries filled the air, yet it moved the Buddha Dharma Image not an inch.
“Ha ha!”
“I am the demon?”
Ye Xuan’s face twisted, his voice cruel and ferocious, “All around speak of the universe, through the ages speak of ti, heaven as Yang, earth as Yin; in all the world, is it not that everything is one Yin and one Yang, that all living beings are divided into male and female, humans too into good and evil?
Without the demon’s slaughter, where would the Buddha’s compassion be?”
“You all clamor that I am the demon, and crown yourselves as the Buddha, then let ask you, if one day there were no more killings in the world, if the Buddhist Sect no longer needed to enlighten all beings, what use then would there be for your Buddhist Sect?”
Like the morning bell and the evening drum, like the Nine Heavens Thunder, when Ye Xuan’s words rang out, they instantly rendered all the monks of the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery stupefied, so mumbling to themselves.
“Without demon’s massacre…
where…
where is Buddha’s compassion…
Without…
demon’s slaughter…
how could there be Buddha’s compassion?”
Their tongues sprouted lotuses as their words condemned fiercely; Ye Xuan’s simple phrase encapsulated the world’s good and evil, casting all the present monks into a state of bewildernt, causing the Buddhist Law and Profound aning they had believed in for years to seemingly crumble in an instant.
“I slaughter Heaven and Earth, I massacre the Human World, yet people revere as a Divine King, whereas your Buddhist Sect’s so-called salvation of the world is nothing more than a wishful idea of your own.
Today, I, Ye Xuan, will annihilate your Lesser Thunderclap Monastery and see if your Buddha will co to save you.”
“Kill!”
Sword pointed to the sky, murderous aura filling the heavens, Ye Xuan’s face ruthless and ferocious.
Right in the eyes of the Buddha Dharma Image, he unleashed a sky full of Sword Qi, brutally piercing through the bodies of nurous monks.
Thud, thud, thud!
Blood sprayed, corpses floated everywhere, countless monks turned into cold deceased bodies falling at Ye Xuan’s feet, and with each step he took, the number of corpses beneath him grew.
Alas, from beginning to end, the Buddha Dharma Image remained silent and watched.
Even the compassionate Buddha Light that surrounded him disappeared without a trace at so unknown ti, and the sinister look in those eyes beca even more tangible.
“Buddha, tell , tell , if there really are no demons in this world, then is there no Buddha either?”
“Buddha, I have always believed that Buddhist Law could salvage the world, that it could lead us monks to the Western paradise after death.
But why is my heart telling that we were wrong, truly wrong?”
“What Buddha crap, my fellow brothers, won’t you awaken?
If he truly were Buddha, how could he watch Ye Xuan rcilessly massacre us?”
Various indignant questions and furious curses resounded within the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery, the monks’ faith completely collapsing, so frantically fleeing, trying to escape from this place to avoid the calamity of death.
“You worthless fools.”
Suddenly!
A sinister roar erupted from the mouth of the Buddha Dharma Image, a dense aura of death enveloping him, the pitch-black Dharma Body radiating an extrely brutal air, causing all the monks to stand in terrified silence, fixated on the Buddha they worshipped, as if their souls had already left their bodies.
“Haha!”
Ye Xuan viciously sneered, “Do you see now?
This is your so-called Buddha, this is his true face.”
“No…
it can’t be…”
“Why…
why is it like this?”
Nurous monks trembled and whispered, unable to believe the scene before them.
At that mont!
The Buddha Dharma Image surrounded by the aura of death, his compassionate face no longer visible, looked at Ye Xuan with eyes revealing unprecedented wariness.
“Ye Xuan, I must say, you have seen through my Dharma Body, your Cultivation must certainly be above mine.
But don’t be too proud, once I absorb a great amount of blood qi and my Cultivation returns to its peak, that will be your ti of death, Ye Xuan.”
Hum!
The void trembled, ripples spreading, the Buddha Dharma Image instantly transford into a streak of dark light, escaping into the void and disappearing, clearly knowing that even if he gave it his all, he was no match for Ye Xuan.
Why would he risk his life against Ye Xuan for the sake of these monks of the Lesser Thunderclap Monastery?
That was also the reason why the Buddha Dharma Image had been enduring in silence from the start.
“Thinking of running?”
“Can you escape?”
Ye Xuan’s figure remained still, a trace of cruel coldness curling at the corner of his mouth, for in front of him, Ye Xuan, no one had ever managed to flee safely.
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