The Great Sage of the Underworld was pressing forward step by step, and Jin Chanzi had to stop other actions to deal with it carefully.
Without his urging, the Buddha's light on the Six-Character Mantra shrank slightly, and Ksitigarbha's golden body returned much slower, allowing the Asuras to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Amitabha, the underworld and Buddhism have been at peace for many years. Do you really want to start a war?" Jin Chanzi looked solemn.
The Great Sage Hun of the Underworld didn't care, and slapped him directly: "It's not your turn to decide whether to start a war or not!"
Jin Chanzi was naturally no match for a great sage, but he did not panic. With the golden body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the six-character mantra posted on his body, his safety was still guaranteed.
Sure enough, the attack of the Great Sage of the Underworld was melted by the Buddha's light before he even got close, and did not pose a threat to him at all.
The Great Sage of the Underworld was not annoyed. Instead, he chuckled and praised: "He is indeed a strong man who is only half a step away from enlightenment. He can still have such power so long after his death. The Underworld is blessed!"
Jin Chanzi's heart couldn't help but sink. The other party was too confident and must have prepared some terrible means.
The Great Sage of the Underworld did not disappoint him. He turned over his hand and took out an ink-colored soul weapon, waved it gently and shouted: "Come out!"
The next second, one hundred thousand Yin soldiers appeared out of thin air.
The gloomy air surged into the sky, ghosts cried and gods howled, and the temperature of the entire sea area dropped a few points.
Everyone watching the battle took a deep breath. As expected of Hell, it was an astonishingly generous move. This power was definitely enough to affect the current battle situation!
"Chant!"
The great sage of the underworld gave an order, and a hundred thousand Yin soldiers chanted the scriptures in unison. A strange Yin force was born and surged towards the golden body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
Jin Chanzi's expression changed drastically: "The Book of Summoning the Corpse!"
He had heard from Buddhist seniors that this evil scripture could transform normal corpses into Yin soldiers in a very short period of time. Buddhism had suffered great losses from this!
Yin soldiers already have the talent to transform dead bodies, and with the addition of the Sutra of Summoning the Corpse, it is really possible that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's body can be successfully transformed by the underworld!
No, we absolutely cannot let them succeed!
This trip to the Blood Sea has already resulted in a loss for failing to obtain the twelfth-grade blood lotus, and also lost the ninth-grade golden lotus, the inherited sacred object.
If the Asura tribe is allowed to escape from their predicament and the underworld takes away Ksitigarbha, then I no longer need to be a disciple of the Buddha, and I can directly die on the spot and apologize for my sins.
The road to immortality is about to begin, and the biggest change in ancient times is about to begin. Buddhism cannot accept such a big loss!
"Amitabha!" Jin Chanzi sat cross-legged and recited Buddhist scriptures.
A golden relic emerged from between his eyebrows, blessing him to fight against the erosion of the "Corpse Summoning Sutra".
The Great Sage of the Underworld glanced at the relic with slight surprise, and then returned to his indifference: "Don't say it's just an ancient Buddha relic, even if a real Buddha comes today, it won't stop me from waiting!"
After that, the Great Sage of the Underworld and the team of corpse soldiers he brought also joined in the chanting procession.
The majestic chanting sound resounded throughout the world, one was peaceful, the other was mysterious.
The intertwined confrontation between the two was chaotic and fierce, causing countless spectators to have splitting headaches and become extremely irritated.
Although Jin Chanzi was stunning, his cultivation level was insufficient. Even with the help of ancient Buddha relics, he could not stop so many evil soldiers. As time went by, he gradually fell into a disadvantage.
The power of Yin continued to increase and gradually invaded the Buddha's light. Ksitigarbha's body, as pure as glass, began to turn faintly black, and an unknown transformation slowly progressed.
Affected by this, the Asura tribe on the other side also began to fight back.
The great sage of blood and light, Ah Bi Yuan Tu's twin swords, slowly lifted up the pressed golden body again.
The situation has reversed again!
"I didn't expect that the Asura clan would join forces with the underworld. No wonder they were able to collect all the fragments of Abi Yuantu..." the two-headed python Ancient Saint who was watching the battle muttered.
"Great!" Jade Rakshasa waved his fist excitedly:
"If evil does not suppress good, the evil bald donkeys will eventually be overthrown by us!"
Feng Jinghong and Bone Saint both looked at her speechlessly. Although the Asura clan was indeed the suppressed one, where did this girl have the confidence to think that the Asura clan could be related to justice?
"Don't be too happy too early. No one knows what the outcome will be until the last minute. Buddhism is not that easy to deal with." Feng Jinghong poured cold water on her.
"No way, after fighting to this point, is he still hiding some useless tricks?" Jade Rakshasa frowned.
"Just watch."
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Under the combined attack of blood light and yin energy, the Buddha's light gradually faded away, and the Buddhist inscriptions on the six-character mantra tape dimmed.
Jin Chanzi, who was covered in yin energy, shook his body and sighed deeply. He knew that there was nothing he could do to save himself.
In fact, he had a chance to win. If his quasi-emperor's forbidden weapon, the alms bowl, was not destroyed, if the ninth-grade golden lotus was still there, and if he successfully captured the twelfth-grade blood lotus, he would have a great advantage in today's war.
Chances of winning.
Unfortunately, it was too late. The Imperial Soldier named Tian Huangzi destroyed too many of his trump cards in one strike. Now he really has no choice.
Is this because things in the world are impermanent? I thought it was a safe and simple action to promote the power of Buddha, but unexpected situations like this occurred.
A traditional thing that had been going smoothly for more than 200,000 people, turned out to be a disaster when it was my turn.
"My Buddha is merciful!" I don't know if I can achieve bliss after such a serious sin...
Looking around, he saw the excited Asura tribe, the people in the underworld with cold smiles, and the many monks watching indifferently from a distance.
Finally, he turned his gaze back to the golden Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in front of him.
After the Buddha's light was suppressed and dimmed, he gradually saw everything about this powerful man known as the strongest Bodhisattva and the second person in Buddhism, and discovered many things that he had not noticed before.
The seemingly indestructible Jin's body was covered with deep wounds visible to the bone, which were the scars left by the battle that year.
The cracked gaps between flesh and bones contain a faint blood evil power, which is the trace left by countless Asura tribes who have sacrificed their lives to attack the seal over hundreds of thousands of years.
His compassionate face was full of compassion. Even before his death, there was no trace of resentment, only fraternity for all living beings.
What was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva thinking about before he died? Jin Chanzi was thinking...
The Buddha's light is getting dimmer. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's golden body has been eroded from the waist down. Yuantu Abi has torn open two huge holes in the seal formation. The winner is about to be decided!
But at this moment, the Buddha's light suddenly shone brightly on Jin Chanzi, who had been ignored, and his aura grew rapidly.
Everyone looked intently, only to see that the relic exploded completely and burned into pure Buddha power that was injected into his immortal platform.
The Great Sage of the Underworld took one look and then withdrew his gaze, snorting disdainfully: "Struggle to the death!"
Soon the relics were completely burned out, and Jin Chanzi's aura became stronger, but this was still of no use to the battle situation. A battle at the level of a quasi-emperor was not something that a mere saint could control.
"No, why is his aura still rising?" someone asked in surprise.
Everyone looked again and saw that Jin Chanzi's body was burning with divine energy like fire, and his flesh and bones were melting rapidly. He was actually burning himself!
"Are you planning to self-destruct because you don't want to be defeated and humiliated?" someone speculated.
Feng Jinghong narrowed his eyes, he didn't think so.
Jin Chanzi is definitely one of the strongest men in the world, and he doesn't believe that the other party will self-immolate so easily.
After just a dozen breaths, the essence of Jin Chanzi's flesh and blood had been burned away, leaving only the brilliant soul that was brighter than the scorching sun.
Jin Chanzi's soul is the same as his physical body, with a peaceful and peaceful expression.
I saw him clasping his hands together and uttering a low but extremely loud Buddha's name: "Amitabha! If I don't go to hell, who will?"
It was obviously just the soul of a saint, but this Zen sound resounded through the sea of blood, and even the two enemies at the level of the great saint felt their hearts tremble.
The Great Sage of the Underworld felt that something was wrong and shouted: "Behead him!"
But it was too late.
The next second, Jin Chanzi's soul turned into a stream of light and entered Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's brow.
Then, in the eyes of countless people as if they were seeing a ghost, this Buddhist Bodhisattva who had been dead for hundreds of thousands of years shook his head invisibly and opened his eyes.