The Buddhist Order Descended, Chanting Outside the City, a Buddha Manifestation, Xu Qingxiao Chanted Scripture

Eastern Continent.

Black Abyss City.

This was the principal city of one of the five great imperial clans.

At that moment.

Voices seethed like a boiling cauldron, and faint golden Buddhist light gradually spread from above Black Abyss City.

It rippled outward, looking utterly extraordinary.

Waves of chanting slowly rose.

Buddhist light suffused the air.

Divine Monk Huijue stood at the heart of the city, clad in a kasaya, his expression calm and his palms pressed together. He looked sacred and majestic.

Behind him stood the Eight Hundred Debate Monks, compassion written across every face, as though all living beings were pitiful beyond measure and they had come to bring love to the world.

Within Black Abyss City, many citizens knelt in devout worship, while the city's cultivators all wore ugly expressions.

They had lost the Dharma Debate. No, not merely lost—the entire Eastern Continent had suffered a crushing defeat. The Buddhist Order had argued them into speechlessness, into utter silence.

Even a first-rank cultivator had nearly gone mad.

More terrifying still, the Buddhist Order had not employed any sophistry.

They had debated entirely through reason. In other words, the Buddhist Order had not even used half its strength.

"Amitabha."

"Today's Dharma Debate in the Eastern Continent has concluded. We hope the city lord will build temples for our Buddhist Order. In ten days, the Buddhist Order will journey east to this land and spread Buddhist studies."

Huijue spoke, looking at the other party with a kindly expression.

Yet to the cultivators of Black Abyss City, those words grated terribly on their ears.

Losing the Dharma Debate was bad enough. Now they had to build temples for the victors. Calling it a crushing humiliation would hardly be an exaggeration.

But there was nothing they could do.

The Buddhist Order had