First, they did indeed need to purify these fragments of Divine Path golden bodies.
Tang Sanzang stepped forward and examined them closely.
The Funeral Great Dao slowly began to circulate.
A gray aura spread from within him.
That aura held neither killing intent nor malice.
Only a power of... farewell.
"Burial Scripture: Funeral."
Tang Sanzang spoke softly.
"I send you evil entities back into nothingness."
"I send your obsessions back into nirvana."
"I send your karma back into dust."
The gray aura slowly seeped into the three clay statues like a thin mist.
The fine cracks across the statues' surfaces began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The black wisps leaking from those cracks were swallowed one by one by the gray mist.
Those wisps were the filth left behind after the laws had been twisted.
Now, beneath the power of the Funeral Great Dao, they dissolved bit by bit.
An extraordinarily faint hum sounded from within the clay statues.
It was the clay statues in the midst of...
They were reestablishing their connection with heaven and earth.
Fine beads of sweat formed on Tang Sanzang's forehead.
The Funeral Great Dao buried things that should not exist.
But restoration was harder than burial.
He had to strip away everything unwanted with absolute precision, without harming the clay statues themselves.
The slightest carelessness would consign the statues to burial as well.
Tang Sanzang pushed the power of the Funeral Great Dao to its limit.
Time ticked by, second after second.
An hour.
Two hours.
At last, Tang Sanzang's eyes snapped open.
"Done."
He let out a long breath, his forehead covered in sweat.
"It's all been cleared away."
Hearing this, everyone stepped forward to inspect them.
The three clay statues had now returned to normal.
"There's still