Whole Buddha

"Mother."

"Your Yiguan are here."

Qin Yiguan and the little boy spoke at the same time.

But the golden figure seemed not to hear their calls, and continued to move towards the red-skinned demon king.

She passed by Qin Yiguan, leaving behind a golden silhouette.

Qin Yiguan could sense that the red-skinned ghost king dared not move, its enormous body trembling.

It was at this moment that Qin Yiguan sensed the golden figure growing paler and paler until it finally dissipated into thin smoke.

"Mom, where did you go?"

And at this very moment.

The red-skinned demon king, now unrestrained, unleashed its ferocious aura once more!

Boundless fear once again gripped Qin Yiguan's heart.

Suddenly.

Another figure emerged from the golden cage. He was slightly taller than the previous one, with broader shoulders and a more steady and powerful gait.

Qin Yiguan felt a broad embrace, a shoulder he could rely on, a shoulder that was always as firm as a rock.

"Dad..."

Qin Yiguan and the little boy in the 'vertical coffin' spoke at the same time.

He thought of those dark nights when he was lost in the wilderness, and it was this man who, carrying a lantern, searched tirelessly. After finding him, he didn't blame him at all, but simply picked him up from the grass, let Qin Yiguan's chin rest on his shoulder, and gently patted his back.

It was he who stood in front of one villain after another, shouting, "Yiguan's still too young! I don't agree to him taking those tests!"

He was a savior in the darkness, like a god descending from the heavens.

But as they walked, the golden figure disappeared.

The red-skinned demon king howled again.

It was at this time.

A third figure emerged from the golden cage.

He was very short, just a half-grown child.

As he passed by, Qin Yiguan saw the face; it was 11-year-old Boss Meng.

During my time in the orphanage, I was afraid of the dark and would hide under the bed or under the covers. It was this boy, who was only a teenager, who would comfort me while making jokes.

He always said that once a boy is over 10 years old, his masculinity will accumulate to a new level, making him immune to all evil spirits.

"Boss Meng."

"I'm already 18 years old, why am I still afraid of the dark?"

"Give me an explanation."

At this moment, Qin Yiguan was in tears, watching Boss Meng's golden figure walk away, and then he too turned into golden mist and disappeared.

Qin Yiguan's eyes were lowered.

The little boy in the 'vertical coffin' ultimately grabbed nothing, and his dirty little hands withdrew.

The next moment.

The golden cage also disappeared.

The red-skinned demon king began to howl deafeningly, showing no more fear; in fact, its aura was even stronger than before.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The ghost king quickened his pace, running towards them. The earth seemed about to crumble, and the approaching terrifying aura filled everyone with despair!

The young Shitian stepped in front of Qin Yiguan and said slowly, "Benefactor Qin, don't be afraid, it's all karmic retribution."

"That's not how it works."

Qin Yiguan shook his head; his Pupil, hidden beneath the black cloth, had turned grayish-white.

And at this very moment.

The red-skinned demon king extended his sharp claws, his jet-black nails sharp and pointed, making a "swoosh" sound!

With a mere flick of its finger, it pierced through Shitian's chest.

The Ghost King raised his finger, Shitian, at that moment, looked like an ant pierced by a needle, his red blood staining the ground. Shi Heavenly Eye widened, yet he still calmly murmured, "Amitabha, has my journey of cultivation come to an end?"

The Ghost King's face was contorted with rage, and he let out a sinister laugh. Then, with a flick of his hand, Shitian's body flew towards the distant ruins.

From mid-air, it could be seen that Shitian's chest had been completely pierced through, and his upper and lower body were only barely connected by the skin on both sides of his ribs.

Boom!

Shitian's body crashed into the ruins and disappeared from sight.

"Shitian, I'm sorry I dragged you into this."

At this moment, Qin Yiguan still hadn't removed the black cloth from his face, nor did he move. He looked up in the direction of the red-skinned ghost king, utterly despondent.

The ghost king let out a sinister laugh, his five fingers curling into claws, casting a huge shadow above Qin Yiguan's head.

--Kill me, just like I was in my childhood, when I was devoured countless times by demons in the darkness.

This is Qin Yiguan's inner monologue at this moment.

when...

when...

when...

At that very moment, the sound of a bronze bell tolled in the distance; it was no longer dawn.

It's as if there's a mountain in the distance, and a small temple on its summit. The bronze bell, weathered by a thousand years of wind, is now being rung with devotion, as if the pine forest is vast, smoke is rising, and sandalwood incense is wafting through the air.

Often, these secluded ancient temples house highly accomplished monks.

But then the Shitian monk Shitian stood up from the ruins.

He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and the huge wound on his chest was radiating a Buddhist light, as if being healed by a divine power.

He was unharmed, and in his worn-out cloth shoes, he slowly walked forward.

Above the young monk's head floated a gigantic Buddha image, hundreds of feet tall, with hands and eyes reaching to the heavens, radiating golden light.

The enormous Buddha figure was of unknown origin, disheveled, with tattered robes, meat stains on its lips, and ten flower snakes coiled around its wrists and feet.

But his face was round, his forehead was full, and his white eyebrows floated beyond the corners of his eyes. This Buddha figure also did not have a monastic scar on his head, but instead had two large red characters printed on it - the strongest.

The young monk, with a massive Buddha shadow above his head, approached Qin Yiguan.

"Benefactor Qin, can you see?"

Although Qin Yiguan's eyes were covered by a black cloth, the Buddha's image was incredibly clear. He nodded, a smile tinged with tears, "Yes."

"Hehe."

Shitian laughed and said, "There is nothing in my heart but Buddha, and Whole Buddha! It must be what you call ' Reality Enhancement,' right?"

Qin Yiguan smiled knowingly, "Perhaps it is a higher form of existence."

now.

The Shitian monk Shitian looked calmly at the corpse of the Ghost King Jiamiao and its heads that Qin Yiguan had cut off.

The faces of those heads looked exactly like Qin Yiguan's.

The little monk shook his head and looked at the red-skinned ghost king in front of him. At the same time, the whole Whole Buddha on his head also turned around with a roar, and his golden eyes followed the little monk to look at the red-skinned ghost king.

In that instant.

The red-skinned demon king's body was petrified, motionless, his eyes filled with deep fear.

"Benefactor Qin."

The Shitian said, "Regarding the truth behind this Ghost City mystery, I have now begun to understand some of it."