The gale came to a halt, the fissure contracted, and the void half-solidified, like layer upon layer of colored glass.
Two enormous figures faced each other deep within Spirit Mountain. The aura of the Dark Gold Body and the pitch-black skeleton collided from afar, silently exploding in midair into streaks of "brightness."
The "brightness" was like dew and like lightning. Between its birth and extinction, illusory worlds seemed to emerge, just like dreams, bubbles, and phantoms.
The pitch-black Yellow Springs Skeleton, its body flowing with purity-white light, suddenly took a step forward. In an instant, the entire Spirit Mountain seemed to tremble for it. Behind it, the Blood-Yellow Long River, jointly supported by the Yin Cao Emperor, the Underworld Ruler, and others, abruptly seethed and roared, surging violently.
Splash!
Amid the illusory sound of water, the Blood-Yellow Long River spread and expanded, swallowing the fissure as though it connected to Spirit Mountain beyond the deepest reaches.
Within the collapsed Buddhist Temple, along the winding roads, one Arhat Heavenly Dragon after another, along with Bodhisattvas and Vajras, all wreathed in Death Mist Evil Energy, raised their heads at the same time.
Ten, a hundred, ten thousand... Countless figures had mottled Golden Bodies, many bearing signs of decay. Spots of blood and tears remained on their faces, while the might contained in their Dharma Bodies was vast. Together, they let out deafening roars:
"Yellow Springs!"
The zombies transformed from these Arhats and Bodhisattvas instinctively rose into the air, plunging into the illusory blood-colored river from every direction, above and below, densely packed and blotting out the sky. It gave the impression that not a single Buddhist monk remained anywhere in the Three Realms and Ten Directions!
Likewise, the Giant Tiger Spiders, their bodies rotted away, stepped into the "Yellow Springs River" while