Just then, the sound of chanting came from the temple.
"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew, and lightning; thus should they be viewed..."
The sound of Zen resonated, seemingly present yet absent, appearing empty yet not empty.
Boundless Buddha light formed on the tortoise shell, and a lotus flower grew from nothing.
The once flawless and perfect system now has cracks.
Lin Yi sheathed the Emperor's Sword, and the absolute domain that suppressed the five elements and prohibited all laws disappeared.
Endless Buddhist light shone, trying to repair that tiny crack, but it was already too late.
The light of annihilation has already surged into the Buddhist kingdom in the void.
At the summit of the central sacred mountain in the Buddhist kingdom, the celestial wheel, supported by the eight arms of the Great Buddha, rises high into the sky, almost occupying half of the sky.
This celestial wheel is composed of seven smaller rotating wheels, each in a different color: red, yellow, green, cyan, purple, blue, and white. Their appearances vary, some resembling a thousand lotus petals, others shimmering with halos, some radiating light, and still others deep and restrained. It is unknown what materials they are made of.
The seven wheels are connected by three flowing cables, rotating and interacting like gears, repeating endlessly. Each rotation of the wheels seems to represent the birth and death of heaven and earth, revealing many mysterious and indescribable auras such as life and death, prosperity and decline, nirvana and extinction.
The annihilating divine light descended and collided with the high-hanging celestial wheel.
A violent spatial tremor followed, and numerous dark, deep cracks appeared like lightning, only to vanish in a flash.
As the aftershocks gradually dissipated, the celestial wheel reappeared intact, seemingly not a real substance that could be destroyed, but merely a manifestation of some kind of rule.
On the contrary, the lamas sitting cross-legged on the sacred mountain were instantly reduced to ashes by the aftershocks.
The dust has settled, and the fruits of victory are beckoning ahead.
Several ghostly soldiers entered the Void Buddhist Kingdom. In an instant, blood-red clouds rose in the sky, followed by a torrential downpour of blood rain. The air was thick with an aura of bloodlust, slaughter, and conquest.
The solemn Buddhist kingdom instantly transformed into a sea of blood and carnage.
The sky was ablaze with blood, and the originally murky blood color, as it burned and sublimated, became brilliant and dazzling, like the sun traversing the sky and lightning illuminating the world.
The various emotions of bitterness, resentment, hatred, and despair contained within it transform as it burns, and a bewitching flame in the shape of a red lotus blooms deep within the Buddhist realm, so beautiful that it dazzles and fascinates.
In the blink of an eye, the flames had spread throughout the entire void.
This is karmic fire!
Red Lotus Karma Fire!
This is a flame that can burn away all killing, violence, anger and resentment in the world, and extinguish all sins!
In the Three Realms and Six Paths, no matter what kind of being, if their sins are so grave that they are unforgivable, they may be cast into the Avici Hell, where they will suffer the burning of karmic fire and never be reborn.
"The mortal world is a crucible for forging beings, where the flames of karma ignite. Life and death are filled with fear, life as fragile as morning dew. White hair may symbolize the first meeting, but youthful beauty is now destined for parting..."
A poem he had read sometime ago surfaced in his mind as Lin Yi observed the Red Lotus Karmic Fire up close.
Karmic fire originates from sentient beings. If the spark of humanity represents the bright side, it is hope, kindness, benevolence, redemption, and the shining point of humanity.
The Red Lotus Karmic Fire represents the dark side: slaughter, resentment, death, and destruction...
Where there is light, there must be darkness.
Human nature is inherently a mixture of good and evil, black and white, and gods and demons.
Just as Lin Yi was pondering, Zhu Hongwu, shrouded in the purple aura of the Human Emperor, reached out and threw out an imperial seal.
This seal, accompanied by countless ghostly blue shadows, fell into the void of the Buddhist kingdom.
The next moment, a dark and deep passageway opened in the Buddhist kingdom.
The howling winds of the netherworld surged in, fueling the fire and intensifying it, creating a raging inferno that seemed to burn directly from the netherworld passage into the underworld.
In the underworld, all the ghosts and gods trembled with fear, constantly praying towards the direction of the Ming Dynasty's Dragon Court.
Beijing, Dajue Temple in the Western Hills.
Several senior monks from major Buddhist sects in the Central Plains, including Chan, Vinaya, and Pure Land, faced southwest, joined their palms together in reverence, and chanted Buddhist mantras.
"Amitabha."
An eunuch came over and said, "This is a message from His Majesty. Thank you all for your hard work this time."
Upon hearing this, a group of old monks chanted Buddhist mantras once more. However, the expressions on their faces were more bitter than if they had eaten bitter herbs.
There are some things they have to do.
With Emperor Zhaode wielding his sword, which sect dared to disobey him?
The old monk was not afraid of death, but what about the young monks and the devout believers?
Life in this world is full of suffering.
On the other side, under the combined effect of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire and the Nine Netherworld Yin Wind, the Void Buddhist Kingdom collapsed, and only a seven-colored seed of the cave heaven flew into Zhu Hongwu's palm.
The curtain falls.
After bidding farewell to everyone, Lin Yi first entered Sichuan from Tibet, and then went into Guanzhong.
Returning to Qiaoshan once again, the green hills remain the same, and the clear waters flow on.
The previously dilapidated Xuanyuan Temple has been renovated.