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Chapter 2542

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The Divine Eye Buddha did not come out. There were many great Buddhas in the Western Buddhist Realm, and the Divine Eye Buddha Lord was one of the top Buddhas.

The Divine Eye Buddha Lord had chosen him as his successor, and he represented the most outstanding disciple of the Divine Eye Buddha Lord. In the Western Spiritual Mountain, he was also the top Buddha of his generation. He was in the top few heavens of the Spiritual Mountain, which showed his status.

Although Ye Futian already had the power to threaten him, Ye Futian still had to pass through many places where Buddhist cultivators were on his way up. It was not enough for him to make a move yet.

However, Ye Futian did not think about who would make a move. The Vairocana body was still there. He walked up into the sky step by step. His pace was not fast, but each step was steady and firm, giving people the feeling that he was as steady as a rock, unshakable.

A Buddhist cultivator walked out. He was at the peak of the Ninth Plane of Buddhism. If he wanted to spar with Ye Futian now, he could only be a Buddhist cultivator of this plane. It had been the Ninth Plane of Buddhism from the very beginning. If a Buddhist cultivator of the Eighth Plane wanted to fight Ye Futian, perhaps only someone at the level of the Buddha would have a chance.

"I would like to learn from you, Benefactor Ye." The monk walked out and stood in the sky above Ye Futian. He was an older Buddhist cultivator. He had been immersed in the Ninth Plane of Buddhism for many years, and his attainments in the Dharma were very high. It was just that he had not broken through the shackles and attracted the Buddha's Catastrophe.

"Please teach me, Master." Ye Futian put his palms together and responded politely. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the figure of the floating figure radiating an unparalleled golden Light of Buddha. The figure of a Buddha Bodhisattva appeared, sitting cross-legged on a golden lotus, chanting in Sanskrit.

Suddenly, there seemed to be endless Sanskrit in the sky. It seemed that many Buddhas flashed in the sky at the same time. The sound of Sanskrit lingered, ringing through the sky. In an instant, the entire Spiritual Mountain was covered by the sound of Buddha.

"Buddhist incantations." Ye Futian felt it in an instant. Not only did he feel it, but he was even brought to another space. Here, he saw dazzling golden figures of Buddhas. They were incomparably holy. There seemed to be a mirror in front of the Buddhas, and many images appeared in the mirror.

Those scenes were actually scenes of his life. They were all things that he had done, and most of them were massacres.

For example, one of the images showed the deaths of Celestial Lord Six Desires and Old Ancestor Skyscraper. After their deaths, the images showed the tragic deaths of Celestial Lord Six Desires and Old Ancestor Skyscraper.

Apart from that, there were also the cultivators that Ye Futian had killed along the way over the past few decades. He could even vaguely see the desolation of their loved ones after they had died.

He could even faintly see their deaths and their families.

A thought appeared in Ye Futian's mind, but he was unable to break free from the illusion. He remained in this world. This was not a pure illusion, but an illusory scene formed by the interweaving of Buddhist mantras. It was real, but also illusory. Everything was caused by Ye Futian's actions.

The Buddha behind those images had great compassion. It was as if he wanted to let go of his past and soften his mind. He wanted Ye Futian to reflect on himself and doubt everything he had done. He wanted him to overturn his own beliefs.

All of a sudden, Ye Futian felt a strong sense of alarm in his heart.

Cultivation was the cultivation of the mind. If his state of mind was damaged by the erosion of this curse, he would no longer recognize what he had done in the past, or even his past self. Then, his state of mind would definitely be affected, which would affect the Dharma and his future cultivation.

This monk had ulterior motives. Or rather, the curse was a little scary.

Ye Futian chanted the sutra. It was the Vajra Mantra. He was covered in a layer of golden light, stabilizing his mind. He stared at the images.

"Ye Futian, you have killed countless people along the way. You have sinned greatly. Karma must be repaid." A voice sounded in Ye Futian's mind. It made his spiritual soul tremble.

Ye Futian looked at him calmly. The Vajra Mantra could not only attack but also stabilize his mind.

Cultivators were destined to be covered in corpses, especially those like him. He had come all the way from the Lower World of the Nine States. The Buddhist cultivator in front of him had never experienced what he had experienced. What right did he have to stand on the side of "compassion" and say that he had sinned greatly?

He had killed Great Elder Motian and Skylord Six Desires. Was this also a sin?

At this moment, Ye Futian had the upper hand in the battle in his heart. It made his mind even more resolute. He had rarely regretted anything in his life. He had done things with a clear conscience.

"If there is karma, then I am willing to bear the karma of everything I have done," Ye Futian said calmly. The golden light of the Buddha blazed on his body. The light of Vajra Vairocana shone brightly. Then, he blasted out a terrifying Vairocana Palm Print. Suddenly, the images were destroyed and shattered.

The Vairocana Palm Print lit up the space and blasted on the body of the cultivator. Just like before, the cultivator was injured and spat out blood.

Bang!

Ye Futian did not stop. He continued forward. His steps were firm. It was as if at this moment, Ye Futian was even more determined that no one could stop him.

"Amitabha!"

Another Great Buddha walked out. The light of the Buddha was dazzling. He released his Buddhist dharma body, causing the figure of the ancient Buddha to appear. Ye Futian looked up. This time, he did not waste any words. He blasted the Vairocana Palm Print down. It crushed through the void and blasted towards the cultivator of the Buddhist clan. He did not give the cultivator any chance to release his Buddhist Law.

Since it was the path of Buddhist Law, then he should first show the equivalent of Buddhist Law and then communicate with him. Otherwise, how long would it take for him to reach the top and meet the Lord of All Buddhas at such a slow pace?

"Rumble …"

Another loud sound was heard. After Ye Futian's mind had been shaken, he became even more powerful at this moment. It was as if he had truly transformed into Vairocana Palm Print. When the palm print landed, no Buddha could stop him.

The scene in front of them shocked the Buddhas. The Buddhas all over the sky stared at the figure. Other than the sound of Ye Futian's attacks and footsteps, the place where the Buddhas gathered in the Spirit Mountain of Western Heaven seemed to have become strangely quiet. They watched as Ye Futian walked forward step by step.

In front of Ye Futian, the Buddhist cultivators were blasted down one by one. It was as if none of the Buddhas could stop him.

Just by relying on the Vairocana Palm Print and the Vajra Mantra, he was invincible.

After a few hours, Ye Futian had already walked to the top of the Spirit Mountain. Even the few Sons of Buddha that he had seen before were all sitting on the level above him. They were not far away.

Now, it was time for these Sons of Buddha to make their move.

The Sons of Buddha and the Lord of Buddhas watched as Ye Futian walked towards them. It was as if they were seeing another Donghuang the Great hundreds of years ago today!

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