Twelve Heavens Glazed Dharma!
When Bodhisattva Mingji thundered those eight syllables in a sacred chant, boundless pure glazed light washed the entire sky above the Great Lingyin Temple incandescent white.
In an instant, twelve Bodhisattva Dharma Images rose to span the heavens, establishing a resplendent grand formation of the Buddhist Sect. Buddhist light swept across past and present, pierced the universe, annihilated every demon and evil spirit, and cleansed every wicked thought and impurity.
As he watched that dazzling, resplendent Buddhist light, a rare glimmer of appreciation appeared in Wujue's eyes, yet his voice brimmed with regret. "What a pity. Such an overwhelming Buddhist Divine Ability, yet used in entirely the wrong place."
Before Wujue had finished speaking, sacred chanting gradually arose from the place within the Scripture Pavilion that the twelve beams of glazed Buddhist light had destroyed.
"Dipan Kalabhaya!"
"Dusi Kalabhaya!"
At first, the sacred chanting was faint, as though only a single person with feeble breath were praying and reciting. Gradually, however, countless voices joined in throughout the Scripture Pavilion.
"Dipan Kalabhaya!"
"Dusi Kalabhaya!"
"Ataloka Bhaya!"
"Moum Buddha Bhaya!" The chanting sounded like hundreds of millions of men and women, young and old, prostrating themselves in worship. Fanatical and obstinate, warped and grotesque, it seemed both Buddha and demon, as though some existence were slowly awakening from a past long since destroyed, returning to the present world step by step. That sensation made even Bodhisattva Mingji, Wisdom Sword in hand, feel his hair stand on end.
That thing must never reach the present world, much less be allowed to take shape!
Bodhisattva Mingji saw it clearly. Even before fully manifesting, that thing already possessed such a terrifying presence. If it truly crawled out of history and returned to the present world, heaven alone knew what unimaginable horror