"How could this be?"
The figure in the Bamboo Hat stared at the scene outside the window. Black fog boiled around her, as though she could no longer rein in her thoughts!
The aftershock of that black fog struck Su Ding, who stood close by. The foundation he had only just managed to restore suffered damage again!
But seeing what was happening inside and out, he could only force himself to stay silent. He looked again at Nie Zhengrong outside the window, who seemed to be holding his own against the monk from Beyond the Mundane, and his thoughts dissolved into utter confusion.
"Buddhist methods really are formidable. You use human hearts as a lever to pry up the historical weight of a kingdom, then condense it into page after page depicting the mortal world. How did I never think of such a method? You've taught me something. I'll learn it right now!"
Chen Cuo glanced over the page in his hand, then smiled. Brilliant colors flashed in his palm as the Ten Thousand Poisons Pearl appeared. He drew out the poisonous thoughts of the mortal world and poured them straight into it!
In an instant, the hazy golden light on the page began to give way to a riot of colors.
"Deluded fool. Do you think you can usurp the mortal Image depicted here?"
The Old Monk had been startled at first, but at the sight of this, he smiled again. He pressed his palms together and began chanting softly.
At once, murderous thoughts, wicked thoughts, thoughts of theft, lustful thoughts, and slothful thoughts burst from the Image on the page in Chen Cuo's hand. They sought to stain him and mire him in Bodily Karma!
Chen Cuo's expression did not change. Light and shadow shifted over his hand,