The Legend of Futian

Chapter 2503 - Go Back Into Reincarnation

Chapter 2503: Go Back Into Reincarnation

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Saint Zhenchan glanced at the surrounding heaven and earth. He detected a peculiar aura inside this absolute sealed space. This was the domain created by Ye Futian, and it had actually blocked out all other kinds of powers.

At the same time, in this vast domain, every one of the Buddhas was suspended in the air, and the golden Light of Buddha was set ablaze. All these great Buddhas were chanting the Sound of Buddha, which lingered between heaven and earth. They resonated with the guqin played by Ye Futian, turning it into the Vajra Spell.

Ye Futian stood on the surface of the sea, and a Buddha phantom appeared to surround him. By leveraging the will of all the Buddhas in the Colorless Sea, Ye Futian was able to turn himself into a Buddha, as if he had already proclaimed the Way; his aura was comparable to that of Zhenchan’s.

Only at this moment did Saint Zhenchan realized just what kind of a monster he was facing.

This was a genius talent from Divine Prefecture who had experienced the divine tribulation in the Ninth-Realm, and now leveraging the will of all the Buddhas in the Colorless Sea. In fact, Ye Futian was well-known in the Divine Prefecture even before this, and Zhenchan had known quite a lot about him.. This was why he had gone to intercept Ye Futian.

Still, he seemed to have underestimated this genius talent and the terrifying extent of his ability. Saint Zhenchan could never have imagined that this cultivator, who came to the Western World of Buddhism as a Renhuang in the Eighth-Realm, continued to be a thorn at his side, even without the divine body.

Saint Zhenchan no longer intended to underestimate his enemy and was sobering up to prepare for the coming battle. He could sense the imminent threat that was permeating from Ye Futian.

The Light of Buddha lit up all over the Colorless Sea, and a terrible aura was released from Saint Zhenchan. His eyes were terrifying, and a sacred halo appeared behind him. The Light of Buddha that came from the massive ancient Buddha could set the world on fire and blind the eyes of the beholders.

It was the Mahavairocana.

Mahavairocana was an extraordinary battle form of Buddhism. However, as Saint Zhenchan was also a cultivator of Buddhism with profound cultivation, he was an expert in all of the Buddhist methods, including Mahavairocana.

More importantly, when someone’s cultivation was at the level of Saint Zhenchan, his Mahavairocana Battle Form contained defining self-characteristics. The Light of Buddha emitted from it contained terrible destructive power as if it could expiate all the others.

Rumble... The Palm of Mahavairocana pressed down, and heaven and earth roared as the Colorless Sea continued to roil. Frantic waves now raged over the once calming surface of the sea.

At the same time, the heavens were lit up by the flaming Light of Buddha. By borrowing the will of the ancient Buddhas, Ye Futian was protected by the Golden Frame, which also gave way to the Mahavairocana Battle Form. His version of the Mahvairocana Battle Form was immensely virile, containing the incomparable divine light of the sun, which shot out lights of destruction. In the void, all the Buddhas condensed the seals at the same time, which they blasted toward the Mahavairocana from Saint Zhenchan.

These two massive handprints intersected and collided above the Colorless Sea; the flaming light of Buddha was so fervent that it was simply blinding. That wave of searing air current could dry up the sea, but this sea was no ordinary body of water either; this was the Colorless Sea.

Even so, the sea was still roaring and howling as the two attacks collided in the void. Both attacks dissipated as soon as they made contact, but none of them had the upper hand.

This blow made Saint Zhenchan realize that after Ye Futian leveraged the will of the Buddhas in the Colorless Sea, his combat effectiveness was no less than his own.

The will of the Buddhas in the Colorless Sea was different from ordinary willpowers. This will was more real in a sense. At that time, the Buddhas had merged their collective will into the Colorless Sea to suppressed that demonic fiend, so it was conceivable that this will had to be immensely powerful. Furthermore, it was a will that was imbued with spirit. Now, it was reawakened by Ye Futian’s sound of guqin, and he, alone, controlled these resurrected Buddhas.

“Ye Futian, you are disrespectful to Buddhism, and the Buddha will definitely release you!” Saint Zhenchan looked down at Ye Futian and declared in an icy voice. Those words resounded throughout the nine heavens, attempting to influence Ye Futian’s will.

“I use the hands of all the Buddhas here to clean the house of Buddhism, and The Buddha will not guilt me for that.” Ye Futian responded, “Once, the Buddhas suppressed the demonic fiend in this place. Saint Zhenchan, even though you are a student of Buddhism, you are bewitched by the evils in your heart. The Colorless Sea is where you will be buried.”

“You speak without shame.” Saint Zhenchan looked down at Ye Futian and said, “Show me just how strong you can be by borrowing the will of the ancient Buddhas.”

As his voice faded, the Sound of Buddha came from his mouth. This sound resonated throughout the void, like a Buddhist mantra or spell, making the Colorless Sea tremble. Even the will of all the Buddhas on Ye Futian was affected and seemed to peel away from Ye Futian.

Ye Futian frowned. Saint Zhenchan seemed to be communicating with the will of the Buddhas using Buddhist spells so that they would not be under Ye Futian’s control and would return to the Colorless Sea. This would, no doubt, directly weaken Ye Futian’s strength so that it would be impossible for Ye Futian to contend against him with his own realm alone.

Ye Futian raised his head and glanced at Zhenchan. He was indeed an existence who had survived the second Divine Tribulation of the Great Path. However, Ye Futian had been spending all these years inside the library of the Buddhist Sect, and he had not wasted his time there.

He had cultivated at Spirit Mountain for more than ten years and had comprehended the Buddhist scriptures even before he was able to break through the boundary of the realm. After the efforts of all these years, his methods of Buddhism were no longer what they were when he first arrived in Spirit Mountain.

How could a few months of cultivation compare to the cultivation of more than a decade?

At this moment, Ye Futian uttered the Sound of Buddha and put down the guqin. His hands clasped together, and an infinitely solemn Buddhist aura suddenly emitted from him.

“Om mani padme hum!”

“Om mani padme hum!”

“Om mani padme hum!”

The sound of Buddha lingered in the sky, and the Colorless Sea seemed to be suppressed and was becoming extremely quiet and calm. At the same time, the will of all the Buddhas had been integrated into him and was now stabilized once more. Faces of ancient Buddhas seemed to appear faintly with solemn expressions. Solemn and holy, it was as if they had really been manifested into reality.

“Six Syllables of Truth!”

Saint Zhenchan felt that his spell had been suppressed in the void, and he had a terrible look on his face. The heaven and the earth resonated, and the will of all the Buddhas were one. Above the firmament, the true form of Buddhism was revealed, and all of them were bonafide ancient Buddhas.

Ye Futian had actually comprehended the Six Syllables of Truth.

No wonder he dared to come to the Colorless Sea like this. Buddhist cultivators who were able to comprehend the Six Syllables of Truth were all people with superb Buddhist methods. They possessed deep roots in Buddhism and had predestination with the Buddha. Since ancient times, only those who were truly at the great Buddha-level could comprehend and accomplish such cultivation.

Ye Futian understood the Six Syllables of Truth. In this Colorless Sea, all the Buddhas would think that he was the one true Buddha who had obtained the true teachings of Buddhism. While Zhenchan would stand on the opposite side of them.

As soon as the Six Syllables of Truth were spoken out loud, veritable Buddhas suddenly revealed themselves in the heavens, and each one of them was like the ancient Buddha in the Colorless Sea who had been revived. They incarnated as a real Buddha sitting in the void, surrounding Zhenchan. At the same time, the one gigantic ancient Buddha began to solidify his presence into being, completely covering this corner of the sky, majestic and boundless.

Ye Futian’s body was growing larger as well, turning into a Buddha. All this in front of him made Zhenchan trembling in his heart.

This was the Reality Battle Form. Ye Futian had acquired another battle form in his arsenal.

Ye Futian had transformed into a Buddha. It was as if he—a cultivator of the Divine Prefecture—was the true heir of Buddhism. He had cultivated supreme Buddha methods, and he intended to use them to release Zhenchan in the here and now.

“Zhenchan, return into reincarnation.” A voice spoke; it seemed like the Sound of Buddha was lingering between heaven and earth. It was like an unshakable truth of the Great Path asking Zhenchan to go back into reincarnation!