Japan.
In a dark, secret basent chamber,
"O great existence in the boundless mystery..."
"Lord of diocrity..."
"King of desolation..."
"We beg you to cast down your gaze and accept the humble offerings of your believers..."
An Esoteric Buddhist prayer ritual was underway.
Yamamura Xiaoyezi, dressed in clerical attire, held the holy text "Book of Telling Deaths" in her hands, her voice at tis soaring, at tis deep.
"Our lord is nad ’Lord of diocrity’! He is the only light of salvation in the apocalypse!"
"Our lord has a thousand faces, a thousand identities, He symbolizes the myriad things of creation, the symbol of transformation..."
"Thus, His divine images can take different forms to represent His varied identities, but each identity is a great existence that we re mortals cannot behold directly..."
After a ceremony filled with mystical significance, Yamamura Xiaoyezi started to go about her daily religious duties.
"The Sen Tian Conglorate is willing to make a donation? Those old guys, their noses are as sharp as ever..."
"The original religious powers are opposing us? Useless, in the presence of the True God, all Pseudo-Gods must retreat... Our lord has the power to grant believers Divine Arts, ask any other religion if they can do the sa..."
"So forces want to resolve things through violence? We welco them warmly, we not only want to kill the attackers but to directly eliminate the masterminds behind them, to fight terror with terror!"
In a short period of ti, Yamamura Xiaoyezi had already undergone a profound change in temperant.
After all, having been exposed to the erratic Dharma Body, she had already beco a fanatical believer.
And the zeal of a fanatic believer is almost unstoppable.
"But... Holy Daughter, rashly moving against such a figure could bring trouble to our Esoteric Buddhism."
One of the mbers murmured.
"Don’t worry, I won’t use our people..."
A smile crept onto Xiaoyezi’s lips: "This is a world full of despair, countless vengeful spirits wander among the living, the gates of Hell are always open... the other party might suffer an unfortunate fate."
Using the power of spirits, everything could be resolved!
In the past, the Yamamura family was just a fallen house, unable to glimpse much of the world’s true nature.
But as Esoteric Buddhism spread like wildfire, expanding its influence, many powerful people joined, and Xiaoyezi beca familiar with the existence of Deceit and even the Foundation.
She had even used Divine Arts several tis to help solve so of the core mbers’ problems.
Although unable to annihilate Deceit, she had figured out the patterns of certain specific vengeful spirits.
Using their patterns, any ordinary person could be killed!
And absolutely no traces or clues would be left behind.
"And you!"
Xiaoyezi’s expression turned cold as she looked at the previous speaker: "Nakata, you doubt the powers of Esoteric Buddhism, your faith is not devout enough, if there is a next ti... you shall beco a sacrifice to the god! Now... cut off a finger as atonent for !"
"Thank you for your rcy, Holy Daughter."
The man nad Nakata, who had spoken earlier, changed his expression, drew a knife from within his robe, placed his finger on the table, and chopped it off.
Plop!
A dark red blood flower blood on the table.
Yamamura Xiaoyezi looked on at the scene, her expression unchanged.
The others had a look of fervor, even madness.
After all, the erratic Dharma Body is really no good thing these days, too polluted.
Those who believe in Esoteric Buddhism, over ti, their thinking becos increasingly abnormal.
At that mont, atop the altar, a black Dharma Image with a thousand hands and a thousand eyes, suddenly began to roar.
"It’s the Lord of diocrity!"
"The will of the Lord of diocrity has descended!"
Xiaoyezi’s face brightened, leading the other mbers, they all knelt down, fervently praying.
"Lord of diocrity, King of desolation... the end of all things..."
...
Within Deceit City.
Han Bingjie and Yue Qin looked at the suddenly appearing company building, their expressions rapidly changing.
"The company...has also relocated inside Deceit City?"
Yue Qin’s face was full of disbelief.
"It...it even swallowed Brother Gui..."
Han Bingjie swallowed hard, "As expected... the company’s main target this ti is Brother Gui..."
The Anywhere Company Building appeared and teleported Zhong Shenxiu into the lobby.
However, there was no movent toward Yue Qin and Han Bingjie, so at this mont, they were still on the street, looking at the Anywhere Company Building with unparalleled fear in their hearts.
"The grand battle!"
"Is this the chance that Brother Gui once promised, to escape from the company?"
Han Bingjie was brimming with confidence in Zhong Shenxiu.
Suddenly, the ground began to shake.
It was the Anywhere Company Building in front, shuddering violently as if caught in an 8 magnitude earthquake.
Crack after crack appeared on the surface of the building.
Within them seed to be profound darkness, trying to flow out.
Just a glance was painful to Han Bingjie’s eyes.
"Don’t look at the building!"
He hugged Yue Qin, turned in a different direction, and ran swiftly.
It had to be said, this decision was extrely correct.
In the next instant, a pitch-black hand struggled out from a crack in the wall.
The arm was elongated and twisted, possessing a kind of grotesque beauty, the palm split open with a fissure, from which an eerie eye erged, surveying its surroundings.
Pfft!
Pfft, pfft!
The next mont, even more arms drilled out from the crevices in the building’s walls, like a growing ancient banyan tree, squeezing the entire edifice into a deford collapse.
Chunks of glass and countless bricks and cent slid from the Anywhere Company Building itself.
Each piece was filled with a powerful curse, or rather, they were composed of various strange creatures.
But now, they were all perishing, dissolved by the darkness, seized by the dark hands, and devoured.
Finally.
With a scream that seed to co from the soul itself, the Anywhere Company Building crumbled to the ground.
Amid the rubble and dust, a colossal dark ancient Buddha with a thousand hands and eyes thunderously erged.
In the next mont, its figure transford slightly, becoming an indescribable, unspeakable ancient god.
Even the sight of so tentacles and limbs was enough to drive the onlooker into madness.
Had Han Bingjie and Yue Qin witnessed this scene, the best outco for them would have been to beco frenzied devotees of an unstable Dharma Image, just like Yamamura Xiaoyezi.
The Dharma Image transford again, taking the form of a Daoist Venerable Dharma Body enshrouded in purple mist, with dragons and tigers following.
Suddenly, this Dharma Body stretched out four arms from behind, each forming a seal.
A boundless darkness instantly appeared behind the Dharma Body, staining the entire sky.
This was not a pure Dragon-Tiger Dharma Body, but one that had incorporated the essence of the Yellow Heaven Dharma Body!
Zhong Shenxiu had learned from various sources and drawn much nourishnt from the royal Dharma treasury.
Now, he demonstrated this fully upon his Dharma Body.
This tinge of darkness perated the surroundings, even taking over the firmant, completely expelling the original powers of Deceit City.
The city of deceit had already been locked in a standstill, stilled by the ’Ominous Umbrella.’
Now, after Zhong Shenxiu stained a part of it with ’Black Sky,’ he imdiately saw through the facade of countless dilapidated cities, revealing the essence of Deceit City...
It was a gigantic clock tower, and between the hour and minute hands, a black umbrella was impaled.
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