"Our lifespans are coming to an end, and we came here this time to sacrifice ourselves."
"Om mani padme hum."
"Om mani padme hum."
The Holy Buddha's Light covered the sky and earth, ultimately converging into a gigantic Buddha statue. The Buddha statue sat cross-legged, towering over the nearby walls of the Imperial City.
The Buddha extended his hand, gesturing as if plucking a flower with a smile.
The endless flow of Zen threatened death to those like Zuicheng who observed it.
"Don't assume that only your Zen Sect has forbidden techniques."
Zuicheng roared angrily, his aura also violently surging, as did the other four forming the Mandala Formation.
These ancient sects, regardless of their allegiance to good or evil, each had several desperate forbidden techniques at their disposal. The Zen Sect had the "Sacrifice Technique," and the Esoteric Sect had the "Fanluo Blood Curse"—when it really came down to it, Zuicheng was naturally no pushover.
