Putting Down the Butcher's Knife, Turning Back to the Shore

Some people did figure it out, such as the Chongzhou Devilish Cultivators. The moment they heard the words "Esoteric Buddhism," they knew their opponents had come to avenge the Holy Monk Jialuo's death.

High in the sky, Batu Gu rode a Six-Tusked White Elephant. A halo behind his head radiated golden Buddhist light, lending him a solemn, dignified appearance, with lowered brows and benevolent eyes.

After he finished speaking, Avati, riding a Thousand-Headed Serpent, glanced at the righteous and demonic cultivators gathered around the Firefly Sea and let out a cold snort.

"Within the time it takes one incense stick to burn, all unrelated parties must withdraw. Otherwise, you'll be considered accomplices of this devil and executed and suppressed along with him."

Such arrogant words naturally angered many of the cultivators present.

Especially the Dao Platform Realm experts. They were all people of status and reputation—how could they endure being mocked like this?

But just as someone was about to curse angrily, Avati took a barefoot step forward.

Boom!

The astral wind swept through like a raging gale. Whether they were Spirit Nurturing Realm disciples, Secret Treasure Realm elders, or Dao Platform Realm Sect Masters, every one of their expressions changed drastically. They felt an intense sense of danger, like small animals facing a natural disaster.

"A Purple Mansion Great Power."

The Dao Platform Realm experts' mouths fell open as they finally understood Avati's true cultivation realm.

"Su Jie, you slaughtered our Holy Monk and brought chaos to the world. If you don't surrender at once and convert to Buddhism, you should know that only by putting down the butcher's knife can you attain Buddhahood on the spot. Otherwise, all that awaits you is descent into the boundless hells, where life and death will both become impossible."

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