"Heh, abandoning the Buddha of Spirit Mountain to become the Heaven Group's dog."
"Ridiculous!"
"And now you've still been reduced to a defeated cur."
The Barefoot Immortal looked at Guanyin and sneered.
After several consecutive rounds of fierce battle, Guanyin's face was pale. Her internal organs had been damaged, and her brows were faintly furrowed.
"But you do have some looks."
"Kneel and beg me. Perhaps I'll spare your life, cripple your cultivation, and take you into my harem."
The Barefoot Immortal's eyes were filled with greed and lust.
After all, Guanyin had been renowned throughout Spirit Mountain since ancient times. Back then, countless people had coveted her.
It was only because she had Spirit Mountain behind her that no one had dared make a move in secret.
"Observe all people, observe the world, observe freedom."
"No self, no others, no distracting thoughts."
"The human race is now worth protecting."
"I can die without regret."
Guanyin's expression was holy, without joy or sorrow. She did not become angry because of the Barefoot Immortal's provocation.
Her voice was calm.
As her words fell, the scroll from the mortal world behind her gradually unfurled. Even the people within it seemed to begin moving, as though they had come alive.
At the very center of the scroll was Guanyin herself.
Yet the Guanyin in the painting was still that innocent, pure young girl, traveling through the countryside with her parents.
The smile on her face was the most genuine one.
It formed a stark contrast with the holiness of her current self.
"So..."
"Buddhas possess Buddha Hearts."
At that moment, realization filled Guanyin's eyes as she murmured.
As her voice faded, the scroll behind her expanded without limit, covering the skies above the entire space.
A faint radiance shone from Guanyin's chest, and