Ten Thousand Buddhas Pay Homage

The world of the internet surged with tempestuous waves. High above, the Buddha who held the highest authority over the online world unleashed a boundless torrent of data. In an instant, that endless data transformed into innumerable trojans, seeking to crack Zhao Cheng's thought algorithm.

At the same time, part of the data attempted to activate the many backdoors within Zhao Cheng. But most of the major backdoors had already been physically destroyed by Zhao Cheng. The remaining ones had some effect, but nothing significant at most, they could shave away a tiny fraction of Zhao Cheng's computing power. They could not directly overload his brain and burn it out.

Yet at that moment, Zhao Cheng broke the whole into scattered parts, dispersing outright. Gathering and scattering like vapor, one mind serving ten thousand purposes. At the same time, every process split into countless subprograms, which in turn charged toward the Buddha, toward the Spirit Mountain Pure Land.

The present era was merely the 120s, yet the knowledge Zhao Cheng possessed stretched as far as the 220s, a century into the future.

Although, during those hundred years, the suppression of those who had achieved Opening Heaven and Establishing the Way prevented any monumental breakthroughs in thought algorithms, the details had undoubtedly become refined beyond measure.

Thus, with this single pounce from Zhao Cheng, Spirit Mountain trembled and swayed on the brink of collapse. If one viewed it through the lens of thought, limiting it to a concrete image, one would see that Spirit Mountain, once blooming with boundless Buddha-light, had in but an instant been dyed platinum-white across more than half its expanse.

This shocked even Electric Light Tathagata, who had already become a Buddha and patriarch. Spirit Mountain was the very foundation upon which he had achieved Opening Heaven