Saint Zhen Chan glanced at the surrounding world. The absolute domain space that was sealed off gave him a strange aura. This was a bounded domain created by Ye Futian, and it actually cut off all power.
At the same time, in this vast bounded domain, the Buddhas were suspended in the air, and the golden Light of Buddha was blazing. The Great Buddhas chanted the Sound of Buddha, which lingered between heaven and earth, resonating with Ye Futian's music and turning into the Vajra Mantra.
Ye Futian stood on the surface of the sea, and the shadow of a Buddha appeared, surrounding his body. With the will of the Buddhas of the Colorless Sea, Ye Futian transformed into a Buddha. It was as if he had already proven the Way, and his aura was comparable to that of Zhen Chan.
At this moment, Saint Zhen Chan realized what kind of monster he was facing.
He was a monstrous genius of the Divine Prefecture who could pass the tribulation in the Ninth Realm and could borrow the will of the Buddhas of the Colorless Sea into his body. In fact, Ye Futian's name had shaken the Divine Prefecture before this, and he knew a lot about him. That was why he had personally gone to kill Ye Futian.
However, he seemed to have underestimated the terrifying extent of this monstrous genius. Saint Zhen Chan had never thought that this cultivator who came to the Western Buddha Realm and was still a Renhuang of the Eighth Realm could still compete with him without a divine body.
Saint Zhen Chan restrained his thoughts of underestimating his enemy and prepared for battle. He had already sensed the threat from Ye Futian.
The Light of Buddha shone on the Colorless Sea, and a terrible aura was released from Saint Zhen Chan's body. His eyes were frightening, and a sacred halo appeared behind him. The Light of Buddha from the huge ancient Buddha could burn heaven and earth, and it was blinding.
It was Vairocana.
Vairocana was an extraordinary Dharmakaya of Buddhism, but Saint Zhen Chan was also a member of Buddhism. His cultivation was profound, and he was also good at various Buddhist methods. Vairocana was no exception.
Moreover, when one cultivated to the level of Saint Zhen Chan, Vairocana's Dharmakaya already contained its own characteristics. The Light of Buddha that it emitted contained a terrible power of destruction, as if it wanted to transcend others.
"Rumble …" The Maha-Vairocana Palm Imprint pressed down, causing the Heaven and Earth to rumble. The Colourless Sea raged violently as the calm surface of the sea churned violently.
At the same time, the sky lit up with the blazing light of the Buddha. Ye Futian borrowed the will of the ancient Buddha and protected himself with the golden body. He also gave birth to the Vairocana Dharma body. His Vairocana Dharma body was firm and Yang, as if it contained the ultimate divine fire of the sun. The divine light of the Vairocana shone and shot out unparalleled destructive light. All the Buddhas in the void condensed their seals at the same time and blasted toward Zhen Zen Saint's Vairocana seal.
Two incomparably huge palm prints collided in the sky above the Colorless Sea. The blazing Buddhist light seemed to be able to blind a person's eyes, and the blazing airflow seemed to be able to evaporate the sea. However, this was not an ordinary sea; this was the Colorless Sea.
Even so, the sea continued to roar. The two attacks collided and destroyed each other in the air. One dissipated, and neither of them gained the upper hand.
This attack also made Zhen Zen Saint realize that after Ye Futian borrowed the will of the Buddhas in the Colorless Sea, his combat power was no less than his.
The will of the Buddhas in the Colorless Sea was different from ordinary will power. These wills were more "real." In that era, the Buddhas had integrated their wills into the Colorless Sea to suppress the peerless demon. One could imagine how powerful this will was, and it had a "spirit." Now, it was being triggered by Ye Futian's guqin music. It was as if the Buddhas had revived and were being used by him.
"Ye Futian, you have been disrespectful to the Buddhas. The Buddhas will definitely help you." Zhen Zen Saint looked down at Ye Futian and spat out a cold voice. It resounded through the Nine Heavens, trying to affect Ye Futian's will.
"I used the hands of the Buddhas to clean up the scum of the Buddhas. The Buddhas will not blame me," Ye Futian replied. "Back then, the Buddhas suppressed the demon here. Zhen Zen Saint, you are a Buddhist, but you have a demon in your heart. The Colorless Sea is also a good place to bury you."
"You talk big."
Zhen Zen Saint looked down at Ye Futian and said, "Today, let me see how strong you are with the will of the ancient Buddhas."
As his voice fell, he spat out Buddha's voice. This Buddha's voice resounded through the void like a Buddhist mantra, causing the Colorless Sea to shake. Even the will of the Buddhas on Ye Futian's body was affected and seemed to want to leave Ye Futian.
Ye Futian frowned. Zhen Zen Saint seemed to be using the Buddhist mantra to communicate with the will of the Buddhas so that they would not be under Ye Futian's control and return to the Colorless Sea. In this way, it was equivalent to directly weakening Ye Futian's strength. With Ye Futian's own realm, how could he compete with him?
Ye Futian looked up at Zhen Zen. He was indeed worthy of being an existence who had passed the second divine tribulation of the Great Path. However, he had spent all these years in the Buddhist Scripture Hall, so he had not wasted his time.
He had cultivated for more than ten years on Spirited Mountain. When he could not break through to the next realm, he would comprehend the Buddhist scriptures. Over the years, his Buddhist teachings could no longer be compared to when he had gone up Spirited Mountain.
How could a few months of cultivation and more than ten years of cultivation compare?
At this moment, Ye Futian chanted Buddha's voice. He put down the guqin and put his palms together. Suddenly, a boundless and solemn Buddhist aura spread out from his body.
"Om, ma, ni, pad, me, hum!"
"Om, ma, ni, pad, me, hum!"
"Om, ma, ni, pad, me, hum!"
The Buddha's voice lingered in the sky, and the Colorless Sea seemed to be suppressed, becoming extremely calm. At the same time, the will of the Buddhas that had been integrated into his body became extremely stable, and even the faces of ancient Buddhas appeared faintly. Their expressions were solemn and sacred, as if they had truly appeared.
"The Six-Syllable Mantra!"
In the void, Zhen Zen Saint felt that his mantra had been directly suppressed, and his expression suddenly became extremely ugly. The heaven and earth resonated, and the will of the Buddhas became one. Above the sky, the true bodies of the Buddhas appeared. They were all real ancient Buddhas.
Ye Futian had actually comprehended the Six-Syllable Mantra.
It was no wonder that he dared to come to the Colorless Sea so unscrupulously. The Buddhist cultivators who comprehended the Six-Syllable Mantra were all people who were skilled in the Buddhist Dharma. They contained the Buddha's root and Buddha's nature, and they were fated with the Buddha. Since ancient times, only the true figures of the Great Buddha could comprehend and cultivate it.
Ye Futian had comprehended the Six-Syllable Mantra. In the Colorless Sea, all the Buddhas would think that he was the true Buddha and had received the true teachings of the Buddhist Dharma. Zhen Zen, on the other hand, stood on the opposite side of the Buddhas.
As soon as the Six-Syllable Mantra appeared, real Buddhas appeared in the sky. Each Buddha was like the ancient Buddhas of the Colorless Sea that had been revived. They turned into real Buddhas and sat in the void, surrounding Zhen Zen's body. At the same time, the huge ancient Buddha that covered the sky above the sky condensed into a physical body, towering and boundless.
Ye Futian's body was also growing, and he turned into a Buddha. This scene made Zhen Zen Saint's heart tremble.
This was the Dharma Body of Reality. Ye Futian had cultivated another Dharma Body.
Ye Futian turned into a Buddha. It was as if he, a cultivator of the Divine Prefecture, was the true heir of Buddhism. He had cultivated the supreme Buddhist Dharma and wanted to send Zhen Zen Saint from purgatory.
"Zhen Zen, enter the cycle of reincarnation." A voice sounded. It was like the voice of Buddha, lingering between heaven and earth. It was like the truth of the Great Path, allowing Zhen Zen to enter the cycle of reincarnation!
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