Gods Do Not Bleed

Demon Continent, Great Liang Dynasty, imperial capital.

A massive Buddha of pure gold sat amid the clouds, shining in midair. Its blazing divine light completely eclipsed the sun overhead.

"Buddha Light Shines Everywhere!"

A dull voice emerged from the great Buddha's mouth. Golden light tinged with crimson spread throughout the imperial capital, while the sound of sutras being chanted rose between heaven and earth.

At first glance, this scene resembled the Supreme True Buddha from Meng Qi's route of dying alone, yet its aura was entirely different.

The Supreme True Buddha's Sole Supremacy rejected every existence different from itself. It used absolutely pure light to dye and convert all things in the world, turning everyone into its own avatars.

That was complete conversion, thoroughly erasing a person's original memories and personality and turning them into puppets under its control.

Though this great Buddha looked impressive and seemed like a lofty divine being, it was far less domineering than the Supreme True Buddha's Sole Supremacy.

It was merely a powerful false Buddha sustained by the faith of the people, using a hypocritical facade to brainwash and deceive them.

Drawing upon the faith of the entire imperial capital and borrowing the power of the Great Liang Dynasty's land, Pudu Cihang, the thousand-year-old centipede demon, truly possessed a hint of the Buddha Ancestor's bearing.

It sat high above the clouds, looking down on the people kneeling on the ground and kowtowing incessantly. Its metallic golden eyes slowly opened and turned toward the sole person still standing upright.

A dull voice like thunder echoed between heaven and earth.

"Since you have seen the Tathagata, why do you not kneel?"

A thunderous rumble sounded. The countless citizens kneeling devoutly throughout the imperial capital raised their heads and glared furiously at Meng Qi.

**"Insolent sinner! You