Capture All Eyes with a Thousand Eyes

What he said made sense; everyone who looked closely could see the difference.

The majestic "Buddha" who was constantly chanting sutras had a thousand hands dancing behind him. At a glance, it looked like a golden forest swaying in the wind, solemn and majestic.

Yet, among those numerous hands, the hundreds and thousands of eyes that had already opened were by no means the solemn and dignified "Buddha eyes."

Some eyes were exceptionally long and narrow, clearly cold vertical pupils like those of snakes and lizards, with a very deep color. Others had round eyes like jade, belonging to some kind of beast. As the golden palm danced, their pupils, unable to withstand the overwhelming golden light, shrank into black lines, still revealing a faint green glow.

Even more bizarre were the countless overlapping pupils of the eerie compound eyes, resembling a tower of pearls and glass. With a slight turn, they projected a dazzling array of colorful fragments of light that made people dizzy.

But more often, they are black and white "human eyes".

What's particularly chilling is that it contains lingering emotions: extreme fear, resentment, struggle, or utter despair.

All of this was reflected in those vibrant eyes set in the palm of your hand.

Rather than calling it "Buddha's eye," it's more accurate to say it's "dying with eyes wide open."

Those who witnessed it were all shocked.

"----Amitabha. The thousand eyes and thousand arms are merely metaphorical references to the Venerable One's superior Dharma power; how can they be a true number? Ultimately, one cannot cultivate the myriad Dharma eyes that can see all things, so one has forcibly acquired the thousand eyes." This is truly a sin, a sin indeed.

Then, a sigh was heard from the White Cloud Monk.

He stared intently at one of the cloudy yellow eyes, sensing the lingering, captivating power within it that could shake one's mind. Xiahou's gaze suddenly sharpened. "This must be the eye of an old fox—I think I understand now. No wonder we haven't encountered a single spirit of any significant strength along the way, except for this old demon."

"They've probably all ended up in this monster's stomach, haven't they?"

"A soul-refining, eye-stealing beast—what a ruthless one!"

Even Yan Chixia, a ruthless judge who had witnessed the ugliness of human nature in the past, couldn't help but sigh at this moment.

Zhiqiu Yiye silent, only taking out Talisman from his pouch and burning them rapidly, always on guard. The Divination Plate in his hand spun so fast it was almost invisible!

Now that the dust has settled on the palace, everyone looks around and sees that among the palms of this "Buddha's body," nearly half of them have all sorts of strange eyes that are truly eye-opening. It is unknown how many demons and creatures have suffered at the hands of this Cihang Pudu being.

Just as these thousand strange eyes turned in unison, a dense, invisible Earth Grid "gaze" descended upon them!

Among the crowd, even with the Golden Alms Bowl's protective aura, just a fleeting glance from these gazes caused all sorts of strange, unsettling feelings, greed, anger, delusion, and even layers of illusions to arise spontaneously.

Seeing that these seemingly inexperienced individuals were about to lose their composure, Zhiqiu Yiye noticed something was wrong and swiftly scattered several more Talisman into the air, each landing precisely on someone's body—everyone got one!

Even after briefly freeing his hand, he continued to frantically push the Divination Plate without saying a word!

However, those Talisman seemed to have some effect in calming the mind, warding off evil spirits and curses. Combined with the light from the Golden Alms Bowl above, they temporarily calmed down the strange feelings of the people around them.

But many of those "targeted" in the distance weren't so lucky. Those who couldn't escape in time suffered terribly, their faces alternating between pale and flushed, crying and laughing, some appearing frantic, others stunned, some weeping with their faces covered, others screaming the Scream wildly, rolling on the ground, tearing at their clothes and bodies—

Some people even spontaneously began to kneel down in worship, or simply stepped towards the towering "Buddha," their pupils rolling upwards, a dreamy smile on their faces, as if they were witnessing some beautiful scene.

"Oh no, we might really be under the illusion of the kaleidoscope now."

With Talisman affixed to their bodies, and witnessing this chaotic scene of demons dancing wildly, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. One of the still-sane users couldn't help but touch his head and mutter a curse.

But he probably also knows in his heart that things wouldn't be much better if he went out on his own.

After all, everyone could see it now. No wonder this old demon hadn't been willing to kill people so easily before; it seemed that he was just a piece of meat in their eyes, and probably thought he had them all figured out.

These users were alright, but seeing those smiling "strange people" walking towards the Buddha's palm, only to be quietly swallowed up upon slight contact, the righteous cultivators could no longer hold back!

"Everyone! I'll go and hold off that old demon's golden body! You all stay behind and provide cover, waiting for an opportunity to rescue them!"

"Wait----"

Before he could even utter a word of dissuasion, Yan the Bearded Man had already dashed away from beneath the golden light of the alms bowl!

Left with no other choice, Zhiqiu Yiye only had time to quickly unleash a few ancient and unrefined Talisman, which flew down behind him!

Slightly slower, the two figures darted out together, as Baiyun and Xiahou, worried, suddenly followed!

Only the Kunlun disciple holding the Divination Plate, along with a group of useless people behind him, gritted their teeth and continued to stay under the protection of the Golden Alms Bowl, forcibly pushing the large disc in their hands to spin even faster!

But noticing Yan Da Hu Zi's "reckless" actions, for some reason, some users who were still sober even far away and under the bowl suddenly brightened up!

Sure enough, after running for only a hundred or so steps, Yan Chixia reached out his hand again!

But this time, instead of reaching for his usual scabbard at his waist, he reached for the unused, ancient sword box on his back!

He grabbed the long box into his arm, his energy swirling, and with a mighty push, despite the wisps of sword energy emanating from it that instantly drew blood from him, the Yan swordsman didn't let go, but instead strained to open the sword box.

"The divine sword in the box possesses a spirit. I, Yan Chixia, am unworthy, and today, faced with a great demon wreaking havoc, I am powerless to suppress it. I am willing to sacrifice myself to request the divine sword to break its seal, slay this villain, and protect the righteous spirit of Humanity!"

Shouting loudly, he did his best, and as his hot new blood stained the sword case, gradually, a different, sharper golden light began to shine out from within!

At this moment, everyone suddenly froze in their tracks.

A strange, indescribable stirring emanated from the dusty wooden box, as if a trace slumbering for millennia had finally awakened. "Clang—!"

It wasn't the sound of real metal weapons clashing; rather, it was more like a clear, melodious sound originating from the ancient times, when God-Demon and demons rose together!

This clear, resonant sound, though not particularly loud, instantly overpowered the overwhelming chanting and clearly reached the ears of every living being.

As if struck by lightning, or as if suddenly realizing something.

Even the towering "golden Buddha" finally stopped its sermon, and behind it, a thousand arms coiled like snakes and scorpions, all turning their palms and eyes to "look" at the tiny figure rushing towards it!

"So that's how it is. No wonder your cultivation is so shallow; it's all because of this—"

A sigh as loud as thunder rolled in.

Immediately, the seemingly solemn golden statue clasped its hands together, closed all its eyes, and the golden light dimmed.

Then—suddenly opened his eyes!

Although named Thousand Eyes, at this moment it emits a variety of extraordinary colors, which can be described as dazzling, affectionate, magnificent, strange, and unseen, and there are far more than a thousand or a hundred of them!

But what met it was only a dazzling golden light!

The ancient sword box in Yan Chixia's arms was not fully opened, but after being stained with blood, the box trembled slightly, and several fine cracks gradually appeared on its surface. In particular, a narrow crack appeared first in the middle of the box.

That ray of golden light—or rather, that chilling sword light—burst forth from this crevice!

The light shone so brightly that his entire body was as clear as day!

Although it appears to be all golden, it is completely different from the golden light emanating from the fake Buddha's golden body.

Not only Yan Chixia, who was holding the sword box at this moment, but also Baiyun, Xiahou, who suddenly felt as if a sharp blade was pressing against them and could not get any closer, and everyone who witnessed it, were shaken to their core. They could all truly feel a bit of the sword light in it. It was pure and vast, magnificent and righteous, as if it was about to cut off all spirits, clarify the chaos and order, and re-establish the way of Humanity!

As the golden marks soared into the sky, a vast sword shadow appeared in an instant, towering between heaven and earth, reaching the heavens above and looking down upon the mortal world. The moment it appeared, it cleaved through the heavens and all the gazes with unparalleled force!

Sword Disperses the Clouds!