Li Qi was fighting.
Ordinary beings had already withered away because of this battle.
Of course, perhaps some great power would say that this was all illusory, but in truth... how could what the heart felt be false?
For all living beings, they had not awakened, had not cast off their attachment to self, had not seen their true nature with clarity. Then all their experiences were naturally real. Pain still hurt when it should hurt; everything that should have been endured had been endured. Not the slightest bit could be faked.
Before attaining the Dao, before gaining reality, no one could escape the myriad afflictions and sufferings. Pretending that all was empty, pretending to see through it all, would reveal one's true form. As they said, the days gone by were short; one must save one's burning head. Such was the case.
Since the sacrifices had already been made, there could be no more retreat.
So he focused wholeheartedly. No matter the price, he could not give up at this moment. He would stake everything on it. Even if his body died and his Dao vanished, he could not stop at this critical juncture.
The Demon Prince clearly thought the same.
Although things had developed to this point with many unforeseen circumstances, many matters outside the plan, even this final decisive battle beginning now had been purely accidental.
They had never intended to fight the Heavenly Demon in a final battle at this time. Amitabha Buddha had simply forced them into it.
But since they had come this far, they would not leave.
They would fight to the end.
And Li Qi was especially resolute about this.
Because Li Qi would not accept the Heavenly Demon's illusion.
The Heavenly Demon always made others believe that the world where only