parentshiftbook Chapter 261 The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or supernatur
Chapter 261 The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or supernatur
Chapter 261 The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or supernatural beings.
Li Xijun's towering 200-zhang-high [Supreme Heavenly Venerable Heart Image of the Unity of the Three Teachings] stood majestically between heaven and earth. The aura of righteousness and peace, yet surpassing all things, emanating from him was the greatest stimulation and blasphemy for Hong Tianwang, whose mind was now approaching madness.
"All heretics will be reduced to ashes in the glory of the true God!"
The monster of light let out a twisted and violent mental roar. The viscous and scorching light domain around it instantly expanded to its limit, covering an area of tens of kilometers in radius. The sky seemed to be plated with a layer of burning gold leaf, and the entire southeastern region was thrown into chaos and boiling.
It absorbed all the power from the God of Light and the Crown of the Martyrs, and condensed it without reservation into the twisted spear of light arm, transforming it into a "divine purification light" with a diameter of over a hundred feet and pure to the extreme. With the absolute will to annihilate all things and return to the light, it crashed into Li Xijun's heart like a reversed galaxy.
This strike is enough to wipe the entire Guangfu County off the map!
Faced with this devastating attack, Li Xijun's expression remained calm and expressionless. He simply raised his left hand, which was holding the Daoist scripture, and gently pointed it towards the surging river of destructive light.
"Certainly."
There was no earth-shattering roar, no dazzling collision of energy.
With that single finger, the entire void in front of Xinxiang seemed to be thrown into absolute zero ice, instantly freezing solid.
The flow of light, sound, and energy all came to an almost absolute stillness at this moment!
The "Divine Purifying Light" unleashed by Hong Tianwang with all his might rushed into this solidified void, just like a raging wave crashing against an invisible ancient reef. Its speed decreased sharply, and its light dimmed rapidly. The violent energy contained within was quickly decomposed and annihilated in that dark and chaotic vacuum homeland, eventually turning into the most basic light particles and dissipating into nothingness.
Not only that, Hong Tianwang's enormous luminous monster body also seemed to be trapped in invisible amber, its movements becoming extremely slow and difficult. It frantically urged its divine power, but felt that the space around it had become harder than diamond, making it difficult to break free.
"Space-space restriction? How can you control the power of space?" Hong Tianwang's mental fluctuations were filled with shock and incomprehension.
The power of space is a profound existence involving the origin of the world. Even among the first angels in the Sequence, few can wield it with such ease. Yet Li Xijun was able to do it so easily, which is simply unbelievable.
Everyone who witnessed this scene, both on and below the city walls, was utterly shocked.
With a wave of his hand, he could freeze the void and annihilate world-destroying attacks. What kind of divine power is this?
However, this is just the beginning.
Li Xijun, with the Confucian cap of the Sage Confucius on his head, looked at the imprisoned King Hong, his lips parted slightly, and the voice that came out was not loud, but it was like a decree of heaven and earth, instantly spreading to the hearts of every scholar in the southeast:
The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits.
Upon hearing these words, countless schools and academies still existing throughout the southeastern region, from venerable scholars to young children just beginning their education, felt a profound connection and spontaneously began to recite aloud: "The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits!"
An invisible force, gathering the literary spirit and beliefs of countless Confucian scholars, crossed the void and transformed into mysterious runes that shimmered with an inky luster, binding the luminous body of Hong Tianwang like chains.
"No!" Hong Tianwang let out a terrified growl.
It sensed that wherever those runes passed, the vast and surging divine power of light within its body seemed to have encountered its natural nemesis, and was forcibly severed and suppressed.
Its connection with the true God of Light became blurred, and the power emanating from the [Crown of the Martyrs] also diminished rapidly.
Even more terrifying is that its inhuman form, distorted by divine power, began to degenerate uncontrollably under the influence of this pure Confucian power, which represents humane order and rationality.
The distorted halo of light revealed part of Hong Tianwang's original human face again, but it was filled with pain and ferocity. His huge body shrank rapidly, falling from nearly a hundred feet to about thirty feet. The violent holy aura around him also declined rapidly, like charcoal fire doused with cold water, and the light dimmed by more than half.
Confucian cultivators who refine their spirit may not be skilled in flying, summoning wind and rain, or various strange spells, but their core lies in "establishing moral order, refuting heresies, and suppressing demons!"
It has a strong restraining and sealing effect on all non-human, chaotic, and external forces, especially the power of the potion system, which carries a strong mark of the Outer God.
This is precisely the fundamental reason why Confucianism was able to occupy a central position in the Dasheng court and share the aspirations of the people.
At this moment, Hong Tianwang is the ultimate embodiment of this "strange power and chaotic spirits", and is naturally restrained by the supreme truth of Confucianism!
Having lost all his advantages, degenerated in form, and had most of his power sealed, Hong Tianwang finally revealed utter fear in his eyes.
It tried to escape, but the space around it remained sealed off!
But Li Xijun didn't give it any chance.
Xinxiang's right hand, which had always been in the "Crossing Tribulation Mudra," suddenly changed its hand seal!
The five fingers flexed and extended in turn, like a lotus flower blooming, and finally formed an incomparably profound fist seal. It was a fist seal that represented the ultimate wish, supreme satisfaction, and great power to subdue all heretics in Buddhism!
Once the fist imprint was formed, the world was not plunged into darkness, but was suddenly filled with an incomparably pure, warm, and magnificent light.
This light is different from the aggressive and corrosive holy light of Hong Tianwang; instead, it is full of compassion, wisdom, and liberation.
The light flowed and transformed into a vast mandala of light, which expanded continuously, seemingly to encompass the entire battlefield. Within the barrier, chanting could be faintly heard, celestial flowers rained down, and golden lotuses sprang from the ground, evolving into a realm free from afflictions and calamities, filled with boundless light.
The illusory image of the Pure Land of Bliss of Immeasurable Life!
Pure Land Mandala
On the South China Sea, Situ Wenyan trembled with excitement, his voice shaking, "This—this is almost the work of the Buddha himself!"
"Even the Manifest Saint True Lord of Dajue Temple, who practices the 'Dragon Elephant Bodhisattva Demon-Slaying View,' cannot compare."
"Li Boyan, oh Li Boyan, you have truly nurtured a prodigy unlike any other in history for my Great Sheng!"
Faced with this punch that contained the highest Buddhist intent, Hong Tianwang, who had degenerated and weakened and whose power had been greatly reduced, let out a desperate roar, desperately burning his remaining divine power in an attempt to resist.
However, it was all in vain.
The fist imprint, containing immeasurable light and life, great vows and great power, was like a judgment descended by the Buddha, lightly imprinted on the thirty-zhang-tall luminous body of Hong Tianwang.
There was no explosion, no loud noise.
Starting from the point where the fist struck, Hong Tianwang's body melted away inch by inch, like ice and snow under the sun, turning into the purest light spots. Along with his unwilling, fearful, and insane mental thoughts, he was purified and transcended, completely dissipating into the luminous mandala barrier.
This arrogant "Second Son of Light," who swept across Southeast China and was ranked as the First Angel Hong Tianwang, was annihilated, both in body and soul!
The residual force of the fist imprint, still strong, transformed into a gentle rain of light, sprinkling upon the ruined Guangfu City, repairing the city walls' scars and soothing the pain of the wounded.
The world was completely silent.
Everyone looked up at the image of the Supreme Heavenly Venerable of the Unity of the Three Teachings, which had withdrawn its fist imprint and remained towering and upright, and at the figure of the black-clad youth standing with his hands behind his back beneath the image.
At this moment, the name of Li Xijun will shake the world as a manifested saint!