Xu Yi had no idea what a commotion he'd caused. He only knew that he still hadn't obtained a Dao Fruit and had to keep trying. Gritting his teeth and enduring the immense discomfort, he continued, "Form is no different from emptiness, emptiness is no different from form; form itself is emptiness, emptiness itself is form. Feelings, perceptions, impulses, and consciousness are likewise. Shariputra, all phenomena are empty in nature: they neither arise nor cease, are neither defiled nor pure, and neither increase nor diminish..."
He had only recited half of it when a vast cloud of blood burst from his mouth. His body was at the very limits of weakness.
These lines were among the most celebrated verses in Mahayana Buddhism. In his previous life, Xu Yi had seen them in a movie and gone out of his way to find the scripture.
Though the price was immense, the moment he recited those lines, the entire clone of the Immaculate Wonderful Tree suddenly turned into a phantom and shot toward Xu Yi.
Xu Yi's eyes snapped open. He quickly poured spiritual liquid into his mouth, while his main body hurriedly summoned his Divine Diagram. The phantom of the Immaculate Wonderful Tree's clone shot straight toward it.
Xu Yi cried out in alarm. Before the clone could even reach his Divine Diagram, the diagram had already begun to crack.
Only then did he realize that a small jar couldn't hold an ocean. With a whoosh, he recalled his Divine Diagram. The clone of the Immaculate Wonderful Tree circled him, seemingly searching for a place to settle, but unable to find its way in.
Xu Yi was squeezed until he could barely stand it. He had long since stopped chanting, and kept waving his hands as if shooing away a nuisance,