Bringing advanced martial arts techniques to a low-level martial arts world

Chapter 139 Cleansing

The method of storing reserve food was very simple: just throw it into an empty house.

If you have the guts, you can try to escape, but it's just a matter of turning your reserve rations into your current rations.

Zhang Yong had seen many people who, unafraid of death, tried to escape, only to be pounced on by vicious dogs and splattered with blood after walking just a few meters.

"General Zhang, do you think we can still be saved?"

Zhang Yong remained silent.

He was a general in the rebel army; before becoming a general, he was just an illiterate peasant.

Don't ask him such complicated questions.

"May the Bodhisattva protect us! May the Bodhisattva protect us!"

An elderly woman covered in blood was praying to the Buddha statue on the altar, her scalp bruised from kowtowing.

The pure white porcelain body of Guanyin Bodhisattva was already splattered with a layer of black blood.

Zhang Yong had heard from others that the old woman's son and daughter-in-law had been dragged out, skinned alive, and eaten.

"Rest assured, everyone, once the King of Chuang has regrouped, he will surely send a large army to exterminate the demons and save you all!"

Zhang Yong said a few polite words.

But deep down, I knew that reinforcements wouldn't come.

His hand touched his chest, where there was a pendant that his mother had obtained from a temple when he went to war with the army.

Zhang Yong took out the wooden pendant; the surface of the brown wood was engraved with the kind and amiable Maitreya Buddha.

It is said that the Buddha lowered his eyes to show compassion for the suffering of humankind.

If that's the case, why are there demons causing chaos in the world, yet no Vajra warriors to vanquish them?

The quality of the wood was very poor. Having followed him on his campaigns, it was now difficult to tell whether he was looking down or simply closing his eyes.

Zhang Yong looked up and saw that all around him, houses were filled with imprisoned commoners, wealthy people, and officials who had been captured.

"You corrupt official! Do you still think I'm afraid of you?!"

An angry rebuke came from the cell next door.

Then came the sounds of being beaten and begging for mercy.

The commotion here signifies...

Zhang Yong looked outside and saw a demon approaching from a distance and entering the cage where the argument was taking place.

Whether it was beating someone or begging for mercy, it all turned into pitiful wails.

Everyone held their breath.

All that echoed in my ears was my own heartbeat and the chilling sound of chewing.

Zhang Yong looked at the pendant again; the Buddha image there probably had its eyes closed.

"Ah, Buddha, have you closed your eyes?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden ray of light fell and shone on the Buddha statue in Zhang Yong's palm.

Then, the entire hall was illuminated by golden light.

Zhang Yong was startled.

He hasn't seen the sun for several days since he was brought here and tied up.

Zhang Yong, along with everyone else in the cell, looked up at the sky.

Very high, very far.

With their eyesight, it would have been impossible for them to see such a distant distance.

But that's exactly what happened.

The distant figure seemed to be right in front of them; he could see the young man sitting cross-legged in the sky, perhaps even younger than his son.

He raised his hands to the sky, radiating endless golden light outwards.

"The Ninth Palm of the Tathagata Palm - Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage to the Ancestor".

Golden light pierced through the eerie atmosphere, and the dark clouds melted away like snow, revealing a clear, cloudless sky.

The sun reappeared, but it was not dazzling.

Even the sun's brilliance was overshadowed by the golden Buddha's light.

The light was so dazzling, even surpassing the blazing sun, yet it was not blinding.

It does not sting the eyes; on the contrary, it makes the eyes clear and feel very comfortable.

Zhang Yong saw that the old woman who had lost her children had turned around and knelt down towards the figure in the sky.

Having lost everything, she needed to find something to cling to in order to survive.

The figure in the sky was bathed in golden light, as if covered by a golden membrane, and transformed into a living Buddha.

Immediately, the Buddha bodies of the five directions appeared above, below, left, and right, followed by thirty-six Buddhas, eighteen Bodhisattvas, and five hundred Arhats.

Three thousand Buddhas and deities filled the sky.

The vast sky suddenly became crowded.

All the Buddhas and saints chanted the Buddha's name together, as if bells and drums were ringing out in unison, shaking the heavens and the earth.

In a daze, the earth shook violently.

"boom!"

As the golden foot stomped down, the house next to Zhang Yong collapsed instantly, and the cannibalistic monsters inside were crushed into mincemeat.

Zhang Yong looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the roof only reached the foot and ankle.

Looking up, the face was not kind and benevolent, but rather a wrathful one with three faces, eight arms, red hair reaching the sky, and bared fangs.

It resembled an eight-armed serpent coiled around itself, each arm holding a different ritual implement. The flames of karmic retribution ignited from these implements and fell to the ground.

The black fire fell on the heads of the demons in the city, like firewood splashed into a pot of oil, instantly steaming and spreading, igniting their bodies.

The demons fell to the ground, wailing in agony, unable to live or die.

Demons, flesh and blood, the land—everything seemed to become fuel, and black flames spread throughout the city, transforming into a black lotus that enveloped the entire city.

From a distance, the entire ancient city appears to be built on a black lotus flower.

"It's nothing."

The demons were in excruciating pain, but Zhang Yong was completely unharmed.

The flames were right beside him, even clinging to his clothes, but Zhang Yong felt no warmth or pain.

Is it harmless to humans?

No.

Zhang Yong saw that some people were also struggling painfully in the flames.

Although not as intense as the pain experienced by demons, he clearly felt a burning sensation as well.

All the events of his life surfaced in the churning flames. Zhang Yong saw Liang Jun, whom he had killed, and he also saw himself distributing porridge to innocent refugees.

"Is it a sin? This flame burns away the sins."

"In other words, our uprising is without sin in the eyes of the Buddha."

Yes, no.

When Sheng Wansong actively uses the power of his destiny of being born as a Buddha, he will briefly gain the vision of a Buddha and thus be able to see people's sins.

This black flame burns evil, but the standard of evil is set by him.

According to the fundamentalist definition, even eating meat is a sin. It was Sheng Wansong who decided on the object to be burned according to his own will.

Otherwise, not a single person in this city would have survived.

Even Sesshouin was no exception.

"It's time to end this."

All the Buddhas and saints in the sky also waved their hands.

In an instant, the entire city sky was enveloped by countless golden palm prints.

These hands, varying in size and each possessing incredible power, struck down upon the demons throughout the city.

If you calculate it carefully, each demon could get more than one palm strike.

Palms flew everywhere, and the earth trembled.

After a long while, the final palm print fell from Sheng Wansong's hand, striking the jackal demon king who was in the most pain and ferocity in the flames.

Faced with the irresistible giant hand, what appeared in the jackal's eyes was not fear, but relief.

Amidst the endless flames of karma, he had already recalled his past.

Everything that the demon queen had forgotten reappeared before him in the form of flames.

Not for the pain, but to end the evil in my heart.

boom!

The dust has settled.

From the beginning of the Buddha Jieti to the end of the Five Buddhas, all the Buddha images in the sky disappeared.

Then, all the golden light returned to Sheng Wansong's back, and the world returned to its original state.

Sheng Wansong adjusted his stance and landed slowly.

All the evil in the city has been washed away.

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