The line of blood spreading from between his brows down the bridge of his nose was a sword scar.
Su Yi's seemingly simple sword strike had split open the Destiny Starry Sky, shattered countless stars, and struck Burning Lamp Buddha as well.
Even as all this happened, Burning Lamp Buddha remained calm. He even asked Su Yi why he had not used reincarnation.
Though Su Yi did not answer, Burning Lamp Buddha had already guessed the reason.
As though utterly unaware that he had already been cleaved by a sword, Burning Lamp Buddha looked at Su Yi standing three feet away and said, "They want to pluck your Dao Fruit, but I am different. What I have always sought was this very sword strike of yours."
Su Yi furrowed his brow. "What do you mean?"
A subtle look appeared in Burning Lamp Buddha's eyes. Rarely, he let out a sigh. "In short, dying by your hand will, for me, settle old grudges and offer an opportunity to sever my destiny."
As he spoke, that bloodline had already extended straight down to Burning Lamp Buddha's chest, splitting even his monk's robe with a perfectly straight tear.
Su Yi said, "Is this truly your main body?"
"It is."
Burning Lamp Buddha said, "Killing me will also settle our old enmity. However..."
A look of liberation suddenly appeared on his face. "We will meet again someday. Yet by then, my Dao will no longer be my Dao, and I will no longer be myself."
As he said this, his body silently split into two halves.
Yet he did not collapse. Instead, he remained with his palms pressed together, chanting scripture from his lips:
"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be contemplated thus."
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