The Bodhi Wonderful Tree brimmed with great purity, great wisdom, great freedom, and great bliss. It seemed to embody the innate nature within every person—the Tathagata of the self. Yet to Han Guang, who had transformed into a Tathagata Golden Body, it felt unbearably heavy, almost impossible to budge by even the slightest fraction. Though they were "born of the same source" and both belonged to the Buddhist "Tathagata" lineage, he could avoid layer upon layer of restrictions and lighten most of its weight.
Just as the Glazed Buddha Light around him was about to conjure phantom Golden Buddhas, each preparing to unleash Buddha's Palm, a subtle sound of something piercing the air came from high above Spirit Mountain, like a hot knife slicing through grease.
Through his senses, Han Guang saw a Lightless Dark Sword fly in from beyond the heavens, streak across the sky, and plunge down at incredible speed.
If Spirit Mountain had not once been the Buddha's sacred ground, where no one below the Other Shore could be everywhere at once, the sword would already have struck him.
It was a deep-black sword, three chi, three cun, and three fen long, without a single pattern across its surface. It held only the purest killing and the most terrifying destruction. No living thing could survive in its wake. Just looking at it made Han Guang feel his life force rapidly draining away. In fewer than five instants, he would die on the spot even if the sword never touched him.
The foremost weapon of slaughter—the Nether Sea Sword!
Seven Kill Daoist had made his move!
"As expected..." Han Guang showed no surprise or fear, as if he had anticipated this.
Of all the Great Powers and Great Divine Ability Users, if there was anyone who had watched