Marshal Tianpeng

A huge golden light blazed from the Dharma seal. It flew into the Abyss of Darkness, blocking that crack in the void—and blocking the Black Lotus's escape route as well.

Randeng swept his great sleeve, and Buddha-level heaven-connecting magic power erupted. A surging stream of Buddha Light swept into the abyss, empowering the prayer beads and immediately hauling that Black Lotus up.

Tathagata turned his palm over, took the Black Lotus into his hand, and suppressed it with Daluo Buddhist power and the Buddhist Sect's Golden Lotus.

Randeng said, "Moro's Primordial Spirit has already become one with the Black Lotus. Destroying his form is easy, but making both spirit and form perish is difficult. If we wish to eliminate this evil demon, we must first break his heart..."

Moro had taken one wrong turn in a single thought, entering demonhood from Buddhahood. Back then, he had been only one step away from becoming a Buddha.

Shakyamuni's Dao was the Dao of delivering all living beings. He admitted he was inferior; when it came to the ability to convert and deliver others, Shakyamuni was stronger than he was.

Tathagata looked at the Black Lotus, his expression slightly grave, and nodded gently. Together with Randeng, he transformed into Buddha Light and returned to Vulture Peak—which was also the so-called Spirit Mountain.

Over these years, the Buddhist Sect's power in the Western Lands had grown greatly. Besides Randeng, there were Maitreya, Manjushri, Samantabhadra, Cihang, and the other Four Great Bodhisattvas, as well as Buddhas such as Juliusun.

After he returned from spreading the teachings, he had also taken in ten disciples and five hundred believers, and now he was about to carry out the final stage of cultivating the Sixteen-Foot Golden Body.

One month later, beside the Abyss of Darkness, a black evil