Facing the Titans and Setting Terms

Atop the Buddhist Hall's raised platform, three red figures stood out starkly.

Two sat cross-legged: Kongru and Kongxing.

One had lost his head. That had to be Kong Wen.

Kong Wen was already dead!

What about Kongru and Kongxing?

"Everyone, I didn't stop this formation in response to your request. I stopped because my objective had already been achieved!" Lin Xiaosu said. "Of the Three Buddhas Temple's three Enlightened Realm cultivators, two have been crippled and one is dead. Every monk in the temple who cultivated has lost all his cultivation. First, I ask you all to face that fact."

The titans' hearts shook.

From this moment onward, the Three Buddhas Temple had ceased to exist.

No rivers of blood, no savage slaughter. With one formation deployed almost casually, this mighty power whose name had resounded through Kun Cang for a thousand years—the Three Buddhas Temple, which had effectively held Kun Cang by the reins—had reached its end.

How utterly horrifying was such a formation?

Yin Jiuyou's eyelids twitched wildly for a good while. "What formation is this?"

At his question, everyone sucked in a cold breath.

You, Kun Cang's grandmaster of the Formation Dao, its self-proclaimed foremost formation expert, didn't even know what formation Lin Xiaosu had used?

Meeting the other masters' strange gazes, Yin Jiuyou's heart lurched. Damn it, haven't I just exposed my own shortcomings? Still, he had blurted it out in his anxiety, and there was probably no taking it back now. He could only wait for the answer.

Lin Xiaosu said, "This is the Heaven-Sky Yin-Yang Reversal Formation. Once established, it reverses the flow of blood and qi in everyone within it, collapsing their blood pagodas. It truly only severs cultivation without taking lives—a household essential, a formation that manifests the Buddha-nature."

Manifested the Buddha-nature?