The Six-Syllable Mantra was the supreme mantra of Buddhism. Although it did not have any direct attack power, it could strengthen the various Buddhist powers. The mantra itself represented the great wisdom of Buddhism and was the most orthodox power of Buddhism.
When the Six-Syllable Mantra appeared, the Colorless Sea seemed to resonate with Ye Futian. It was as if all the Buddhist willpower contained in the Colorless Sea could be used by him. What was even more terrifying was that the Buddhas appeared. They seemed to be the true bodies of the Great Buddhas in the Colorless Sea, releasing extremely powerful Buddhist powers.
At that moment, Saint Zhen Chan was like a loner. He was the public enemy of Buddhism. His expression was extremely ugly. After all, he was a Buddhist cultivator, while Ye Futian was an outsider, a visitor from the Divine Prefecture.
Now, the Buddhas were fighting for Ye Futian. With the support of the Buddhist powers, the Buddhist powers released by Ye Futian were actually about to suppress him.
Ye Futian's arrogant words of sending him into reincarnation seemed to be the mantra and the truth of the Great Path. He wanted to send Saint Zhen Chan into reincarnation.
The Voice of Buddha lingered and resonated with heaven and earth. The Voice of Buddha came from the mouths of the Buddhas at the same time, causing the Voice of Buddha to resound throughout the Colorless Sea. The terrifying Vajra Mantra headed towards Saint Zhen Chan, directly penetrating the Buddha shadows that he had condensed around him.
It even went straight for Saint Zhen Chan's true body.
At that moment, what Saint Zhen Chan truly felt terrified about was that Ye Futian might really have the ability to send him into reincarnation.
Boom! Saint Zhen Chan's expression was solemn and extremely solemn. He put his palms together and closed his eyes. Above his body, golden Buddha's light shone and he turned into a real Buddha. Behind him, Buddha shadows appeared as if they were real.
Then, these Buddha shadows stretched out their arms. More and more Buddha shadows covered the sky.
It was as if a divine eye had been opened between Saint Zhen Chan's eyebrows. There was a shocking Buddhist imprint. The imprint turned into a picture that looked like a sword. It had an unparalleled sharp aura like a peerless divine weapon.
In an instant, the arms released by the Buddhas behind Saint True Zen held a divine sword. The divine swords released an unparalleled sharpness, as if they wanted to kill all the evil demons in the world.
Before the sword was drawn, the terrible Sword Will shot out. Everything in its path was destroyed. Ye Futian also sensed the power of this technique. This should be the strongest attack derived from the Buddhist magic of Saint Zhen Chan.
This divine sword was even more terrifying than the catastrophe sword of the divine tribulation of the Great Path. It was comparable to the Sword of Order and could shatter all the power of the Great Path.
Ye Futian knew that Saint Zhen Chan knew that his life was in danger. At this time, he had used his strongest move, wanting to kill him in the Colorless Sea.
In this battle, one of them must be buried in this legendary Buddhist land.
All the Buddhas resonated, and their wills became one for him to use. Ye Futian believed that the person who would die would definitely not be him. He had read many ancient Buddhist texts on Spirit Mountain and had finally chosen this place as the battlefield to deal with Saint Zhen Chan. The Colorless Sea was the place where he could borrow the strongest power of Buddhism. If he could not kill Zhen Chan here, he could only wait until his own cultivation was stronger.
"Vairocana!"
The Buddha body that Ye Futian had transformed into released an unparalleled Buddha's light. The Vajra Mantra swept out. At the same time, all the Buddhas blasted out the Supreme Palm Print, Vairocana.
"Kill!"
Zhen Chan Saint Venerable spat out one word. Although he was from the Buddhist Sect, at that moment, his murderous intent was monstrous. This attacking technique was like his own personality. It was overbearing and sharp. He had created this technique himself and named it the Zhen Chan Sword.
The moment the True Zen Sword was released, many of the arms moved at the same time. The divine swords in the arms shot out. The Vajra Mantra collided, but it could not be shaken at all. The arms holding the divine swords continued to extend, enveloping all the space. There were no blind spots, and they killed everything.
The Vairocana Seal and the True Zen Sword collided. A world-destroying light exploded in the sky above the Colorless Sea. The Vairocana Seal was constantly being destroyed, but the True Zen Sword was also being destroyed. However, the arms seemed to be endless. They held the True Zen Sword and attacked the Buddhas.
Even if all the Buddhas were reborn, if they helped Ye Futian, Saint Zhen Chan would still kill them.
So what if they were ancient Buddhas?
He, Saint Zhen Chan, was a Great Buddha of the present age. He did not fear the will of the ancient Buddhas of the past.
Boom, boom, boom … Terrifying attacks collided. The arms holding the True Zen Sword stabbed the Buddha shadows, causing the Buddhas to be destroyed one by one. The destructive power was too terrifying. It was as if as long as they were hit by the True Zen Sword, they would be destroyed immediately. No matter what power of the Great Path it was formed from, they would all be destroyed.
People who had cultivated to the level of Saint Zhen Chan already had their own understanding of the Great Path. The True Zen Sword was born from this.
Sensing Saint Zhen Chan's terrifying attack, Ye Futian did not waver at all.
Om, Ma, Ni, Pad, Mi, Hum!
Om, Ma, Ni, Pad, Mi, Hum!
The Six-Syllable Sanskrit Sanskrit remained. Buddhist chants lingered in the sky above the Colourless Sea, resonating with the heavens. The seal that enveloped this sea region turned into Buddha figures. It was like a mural created by all the Buddhas.
It was no longer 108 Buddhas, but thousands of Great Buddhas.
The Buddhas resonated, as if listening to the Buddha's mantra. Seeing the countless arms continue to extend outwards to kill, the Buddhas stretched out their palms at the same time.
"Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage!"
Saint Zhen Chan looked up at the sky. The light of the great sun shone down, and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage. At that moment, Saint Zhen Chan faintly felt a little hopeless. How could Ye Futian be able to reach such a level after spending more than ten years in Spirit Mountain?
Even if he had cultivated for many years, he could not create a vision like the Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage. However, Ye Futian had done it by using the will of the Buddhas in the Colorless Sea.
This attack had no blind spots, and it destroyed everything.
A terrifying rumbling sound was heard. When this attack fell, many arms were shattered. The True Zen Sword could not withstand it either, and it directly drowned the world.
This attack was not Ye Futian's power, but the power of the Buddhas. Ye Futian was just the person who activated it. He used the Six-Syllable Mantra to activate the Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage. The Buddhas attacked together. How could Saint Zhen Chan resist it?
Boom!
The attack annihilated everything and blasted on the Colorless Sea. The Colorless Sea raged, as if the sea had been pierced.
The tumbling Colorless Sea roared, and after a while, it gradually calmed down. A few relic lights flew out from the Colorless Sea, wanting to escape. Ye Futian's eyes were cold. He pointed at the relics, and suddenly, the relics were shattered one by one. The shadow of Saint Zhen Chan appeared. His face was distorted, and he was angry, unwilling, and desperate.
He, Zhen Chan, had a great reputation and was a Great Buddha in the Buddha Realm. He had actually died at the hands of a junior from the Divine Prefecture. It was sad and lamentable.
"Go," Ye Futian said. The shadow of Saint Zhen Chan dissipated, and his soul dissipated. At the same time, the aura on his body gradually converged. The will of the Buddhas returned to the Colorless Sea, and a strong feeling of weakness came over him.
However, Ye Futian breathed a sigh of relief. In this battle, he had killed Zhen Chan and settled one of his worries. He had one less powerful enemy!
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