Chapter 1431: Chapter 532: Hundred-eyed Child (Part 2)
The blind man wore a black vest and carried a cane, sweeping a half-arc in front of him as he tapped against the foot-high threshold before taking a large step inside.
Once inside the temple, Zhou Xuan walked slowly and cautiously forward; anyone watching would undoubtedly believe him to be blind.
"Mr.... how did he... just change all of a sudden..." Lady Lianhua finally came to her senses, only to be awed by Zhou Xuan’s miraculous skills.
"Heh, my lady, this is our Brother Xuan’s ’Hundred Human Phenomena.’ He can become whoever he wants, and even if a Heavenly God descended to the mortal world, they wouldn’t be able to see through his disguise."
Zhao Wuya said with pride.
"Hundred Human Phenomena? Mr.’s abilities have grown beyond what they once were," Lady Lianhua sighed.
As she discussed this with Zhao Wuya, Zhou Xuan, disguised as the blind man, had already approached the Samantabhadra Buddha Mother.
When he was still seven or eight meters away from the Buddha Mother’s statue, a Buddhist chant began to echo in the temple.
"The Heavenly Eye has seen the Divine Skills, and the Yanfuti holds the Mola Fruit."
The chant enveloped the air, lacking the compassion usually heard in scripture recitations, instead emanating a sense of cold killing intent.
Apart from the Buddhist chant, there was also the sound of drooling.
As Zhou Xuan was enveloped by the Buddhist chant, a scent emanated from his body—a scent like that of meat.
It was as if someone were stewing ribs at home, the aroma of the meat and bones was the fragrance he was now exuding.
"Heh, it truly is a demon,"
Zhou Xuan scoffed coldly.
The changes in the Buddhist hall were no longer only perceptible to Zhou Xuan. The Buddhist chant and the aroma of meat were now apparent to Lady Lianhua, Huang Tianfeng, and Zhao Wuya as well.
A terrifying sense of bloodlust enveloped the three of them.
Unconsciously, they all moved further away from the statue of the Samantabhadra Buddha Mother.
Zhou Xuan, however, was unafraid and continued to walk forward at a steady pace.
"Don’t come any closer, blind man, don’t come any closer."
The Buddha Mother muttered continuously, and at the same time, the clay arms suddenly moved, pushing forward as if trying to drive Zhou Xuan, the "blind man," away.
Her expression began to struggle—wanting to consume the fragrant piece of meat that was Zhou Xuan, but also needing to maintain her facade, not wanting her disguise as the Buddha Mother to fall away.
"What? Afraid that your golden robe won’t hold up, revealing your demonic face?"
Zhou Xuan continued forward undeterred.
When he was only two or three meters away from the Buddha Mother, this piece of meat finally became too tempting for the Buddha Mother to resist.
"The Yanfuti holds the Mola Fruit... the Yanfuti holds the Mola Fruit..."
The Samantabhadra Buddha Mother chanted fiercely and then opened her mouth wide.
Inside her mouth were two rows of pale yellow teeth, perfectly square, no different from human teeth.
These teeth would not be out of place in anyone’s mouth—perhaps a bit yellow, a little ugly—but in the mouth of a clay sculpture, they exuded a chilling and horrifying atmosphere.
Lady Lianhua glanced once and shivered like chaff, muttering urgently, "Amitabha Buddha, sins, sins."
"My lady, the one who should confess is not you, but the demon hidden within this Buddha."
"Samantabhadra Buddha Mother? I spit."
As Zhou Xuan moved even closer to the Buddha Mother, he immediately pressed down with both feet and donned the mask of the Tao Ancestor.
"You’re not the Mola Fruit."
The Buddha Mother roared, and at the same time, a stone palm pressed down toward Zhou Xuan.
The stone palm was not large, but the force it carried was like a mountain bearing down.
Zhou Xuan remained calm and unruffled, having already utilized the ’Daoist Non-action.’ Leveraging the force he had just exerted, he remained suspended in midair, absorbing the impact.
The enormous palm approached, yet Zhou Xuan’s body neither swayed nor trembled, like a small stream—its waters winding calmly while the cliffs crumble and rocks fly overhead, unaffected by the chaos outside.
The Buddha Mother, whose true form had been revealed, saw that this palm could not harm Zhou Xuan in the slightest, so she increased the force within her palm.
Thousands of pounds, tens of thousands of pounds, hundreds of thousands of pounds, until the entire mountain seemed to press upon Zhou Xuan’s body, and yet he remained unmoved.
This was the power of ’Daoist Non-action,’ able to absorb the enemy’s momentum. No matter how great or heavy the force, the dormant daoist could absorb it entirely.
To break this unprecedented Divine Skills of ’Daoist Non-action,’ no fancy tricks would suffice,
one must, like when "Star Covering" broke King Xishan’s "Gorge True Scripture," continuously flood King Xishan’s body with a boundless Power of Stars.
Breaking great force with even greater force.
Clearly, the Gorge True Scripture, in Zhou Xuan’s hands, the "most powerful container in Quanjing Country," exhibited even more magnificent absorbing abilities.
His body seemed like an abyss that could never be filled, even as the Buddha Mother’s mountain force pressed down completely, it showed no sign of overloading Zhou Xuan.
Though it was just one palm, the Buddha Mother’s strength had depleted, and she could no longer sustain the force.
Zhou Xuan, seeing that the Buddha Mother was losing ground, laughed and said, "Buddha Mother, if that’s all you’ve got, you won’t be able to handle me, Zhou Xuan."
"Saint’s Infinite."
Zhou Xuan furrowed his brow and, like a saint descending from the nine heavens, exuded a radiant golden glow, his presence naturally unmatched.
At the same time, the mountain force he had just absorbed through his broad sleeves was amplified several times over.
The two large sleeves struck toward the Buddha Mother,
The Buddha Mother knew she was outmatched and leaped from the Lotus Seat, thinking to flee, but no matter where she went, those two sleeves followed closely.
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