"A Dharma Body born from legend? Now that's a name with some serious presence."
As the Old Monk Buddha came hurtling toward him, Chen Cuo's mind stirred. The Nine-Armed Demon God spread its arms, and nine enormous hands swelled as they grabbed at the newcomer!
"Hmph!"
The Buddha of the past actually spoke. "You Demon God were likewise formed by gathering Human Thought Incense. But human thoughts are fickle. Only thoughts from the past, settled in the River of Time, can be brought fully under one's control. Thoughts hastily gathered like yours have an unstable foundation. I can break them with a wave of my hand!"
As his words fell, Buddha Light descended. It became like countless threads, sharp and tough, piercing straight through the Nine-Armed Demon God and pinning its massive body in place!
Then the Buddha and his light became one, shining directly upon the Demon God's body!
Like a Blazing Sun beating down on snow, the light began to melt the Demon God's body away!
The Buddha's aged voice came from every direction, surrounding the Demon God—
"You shaped this Demon God from Incense and human thoughts, so you are naturally bound by it! Before the blazing splendor of Buddha Light, it must melt..."
As he spoke, the rays piercing the Demon God's body drew sharply taut. Little by little, they moved to seal the massive body completely.
At once, the shadow of the River of Time descended, its shimmering ripples reflected across the Buddha Light and the demonic body.
For a moment, Chen Cuo seemed to glimpse fragments of the past.
He saw a young monk, fresh to the world and full of ambition. The monk wanted to save all living beings, bring prosperity to the people, restore Heaven and Earth to flourishing life, and give