"Convert."
Xia Ping formed hand seals with both hands and activated the Conversion Scripture. At once, a golden talisman condensed from the void, like a round sun, drawing waves of Buddhist light from the depths of space.
Vaguely, countless Buddhas seemed to appear in the depths of the void, sitting cross-legged upon lotus pedestals. They radiated golden light for miles, dyeing the surroundings into a golden domain—quiet and peaceful.
This Buddhist light was the Light of Conversion evolved from the Conversion Scripture. It possessed no offensive power whatsoever.
Whoosh!
The Buddhist light descended like sunlight, completely enveloping the Abyss Demons.
"Ahhh!!!"
The Abyss Demons immediately let out shrill screams. Like ice and snow meeting the sun, they melted and corroded away one after another, producing sizzling sounds.
Yet this Buddhist light was ultimately unable to penetrate into the depths of the Abyss Demons' souls.
"Looks like breaking through the soul barrier won't be so easy."
A look of understanding appeared on Xia Ping's face. The more powerful a cultivator's cultivation, the firmer their will and the stronger their soul barrier. Breaking through it was exceedingly difficult.
Not to mention that these Abyss Demons were all terrifying creatures born from the Abyss. Having undergone countless slaughters, their wills were like steel, even tougher than those of ordinary cultivators.
Trying to convert these Abyss Demons was simply as difficult as scaling the heavens.
If conversion were truly so easy, the entire universe would have long become the domain of Buddhism.
In fact, although countless Buddhist Saints had appeared throughout Buddhist history, only Venerable Subhaddra had cultivated the Conversion Scripture to its supreme realm. With a single thought, he converted countless Abyss Demons—enough to show the profundity of his Buddhist teachings.
As for ordinary Buddhist disciples, they could only convert cultivators whose cultivation