Just as Lu Yang had thought before entering meditation, the Great True Persons from Pure Land, Dao Court, Sword Pavilion, and the other major factions who were responsible for observing the battle now truly regretted it.
"Had we known this, we never should have let him slaughter so freely!"
"That Jiangbei fiend, that Spiritual Treasure that takes souls and refines them into puppets, and Ting You—they're far too troublesome. We might as well have let Suo Huan kill him!"
"What do we do now?"
"If we enter the fray, we'll be breaking the rules. The Demon Sect may not pursue the matter, but if we take advantage here, Suo Huan's side will have to yield concessions."
"Vimala has already acted. What else can we do? He had already lost his Golden Body Dharma Body in Qing Kingdom. If he had not realized the three principles of Pure Land and had a Bodhisattva protecting him, how could he have returned? His forced intervention this time was clearly at a Bodhisattva's instruction, a last resort. We need only watch."
Within the Foundation Establishment Realm, several strands of Divine Sense intertwined.
In the Real World, a White Lotus Platform hung high in the sky. Seated upon it was a Dharma Body with a fleshy crown, a Dharma artifact in hand, and Thirty-two Perfect Marks.
"Bold Yao! How dare you run rampant?"
Vimala Arhat shouted in a deep voice. Boundless Buddha Light crashed down as both his hands moved at once—one palm striking toward Lu Yang, the other toward Patriarch Tingyou.
Rumble—!
In that flash of lightning and spark, Patriarch Tingyou did not hesitate. He directly suspended Yama Hall above Lu Yang's head, blocking the giant Buddha-Light palm for him.
With just that one strike, the already-damaged Yama Hall shattered completely. Patriarch Tingyou's aura