Divine Thought was not the Human Emperor himself, but the embodiment of his evil thoughts. Its power was less than one ten-thousandth of what it had been in life, yet it could still make even a Supreme Great Saint change expression.
Gray mist filled with corrosive power swept forth, capable of slaughtering Saints and Kings and devouring all life.
If not for a Sakyamuni Buddha suppressing the Blood Stupa today, the Eastern Wasteland would likely have been turned upside down.
"Excellent, excellent."
Shakyamuni pressed his palms together, his face full of compassion. This was not the first time he had subdued Divine Thought. Having done so once before, he was unhurried as he chanted the Rebirth Mantra, seemingly delivering the evil thought from suffering and awakening the Human Emperor.
The Human Emperor's evil thought let out a miserable shriek. Daring not to attack Sakyamuni, it fixed its gaze on Lin Xian and lunged forward to kill him.
Lin Xian had long been prepared. Smiling as he formed a flower seal, he chanted the Primordial Scripture of Deliverance. Behind him emerged a vast sea of Faith Power, containing both the prayers of the Eastern Wasteland Heavenly Court and the mind power of the Western Desert Buddhist Sect.
He held supreme status within both great factions. Faith Power cascaded down like a waterfall as countless living beings gave booming cries, forcing Divine Thought back.
"Can't beat the Buddha, can't kill Lin Xian—so I can't deal with you?"
The Human Emperor's evil thought was consumed by rage. Given the choice between Victorious Fighting Buddha and the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, it naturally picked the softer target. With a roar, it pounced on Ye Fan.
"Quick, chant the Scripture of Deliverance!" Victorious Fighting Buddha shouted. He hurriedly passed the Bronze Ghost Lamp to Ye