Clearly, none of them had expected Guanshiyin to be the first to surrender.
They were all still weighing their options. After all, they had spent so many years in the Buddhist School; it would plainly have been a lie to say they felt no attachment to it.
Moreover, although Wutian had undergone a complete change after Yang Jian spoke,
whether he could defeat Tathagata remained an unknown.
That was precisely why they could not understand it. As Tathagata's greatest ally in the Buddhist School, why had Guanshiyin surrendered so readily?
But this was no time to dwell on such matters.
They were green with envy.
By surrendering, Guanshiyin had secured herself a place in the future Demon Sect.
What about them?
If they surrendered too late, those who had once held some standing in the Buddhist School might end up reduced to third-rate figures in the future Demon Sect.
That was intolerable!
Yet asking them to surrender just like that, at a moment's notice, still left them struggling to get the words out.
But Guanshiyin had already surrendered, which clearly meant she no longer held any hope for the Buddhist School.
At that thought, Lingji Bodhisattva could not help speaking up as well. "World-Honored One, I, Lingji, am also willing to surrender."
Without another unnecessary word, he began transforming the very foundation of his being. In mere moments, the Buddhist light enveloping him was replaced by boundless demonic qi.
As the saying went, one thought could make a Buddha, and one thought could make a demon.
For these members of the Buddhist School, becoming a Buddha or a demon truly lay within a single thought.
What mattered most was simply whether they were willing.
Now that they had made up their minds, becoming demons was a simple matter.
When Wutian