The god of the Underworld solemnly shook his head. “It’s a valid point, but the Grand Bodhisattva and the current god of the Underworld have merged. It’s just that simple, alright?”
After a pause, he continued, “Okay. I’ve done talking about the principle. It’s time for us to make a deal.”
Alex knew that nothing good would happen next.
As expected, he said with a smile, “Come and help me open Shoraionji Temple’s gate.”
Alex replied, “What if I don’t agree?”
The god of the Underworld pointed his finger in the direction of the anthill. Dorothy and the others were inside. With the ability of the god of the Underworld, killing them would be as easy as falling off a log.
Thus, he was in a dilemma!
He clearly knew that things would not end well after that guy opened Shoraionji Temple, but could he just helplessly watch him kill the women he loved most? It wasn’t just Dorothy and Daya inside there, too.
Just as he was extremely conflicted, Shoraionji Temple changed silently.
A series of Buddhist hymns and chants came out of it like flowing water.
The soft sound gradually became louder. Finally, they seemed to be ringing in one’s ears.
Rays of golden light rushed straight to the sky, illuminating the night of that area like daytime.
The walls of the dilapidated temple emitted a series of cracking sounds. The walls then cracked, and the finishes fell off, revealing their actual content. It turned out to be a fully reddish-golden temple made of gold.
“D*mn!” Alex was dumbfounded as he looked at it.
From the exposed metallic texture, he could tell that those were definitely not gold nuggets but some kind of secret gold that contained the power of ancient laws. They purely held natural imprints of Buddhist texts on them, as holy-attributed laws kept enveloping them.
Click!
The commotion from Shoraionji Temple’s changes was so great that the anthill collapsed, and the people inside were almost buried alive by the temple’s suppression.
“Underworld, you’re a great devil. For the sake of acquiring someone’s trust through deception, you behaved servilely and became a fighter willingly. What a shame!” An earth-shattering voice came from Shoraionji Temple. Even the people in the outlying territories could hear it clearly.
The god of the Underworld did not change the expression on his puerile face and indifferently said, “Everything can be abandoned for the sake of ideals. Revealer Maha, out of the five Revealers, only you remain. That means the path of ancient Buddhism is wrong. Walking my path is the only way out. I’ll advise you one last time. Come over and follow me. We’ll pioneer the beginning of future ancient Buddhism… And, I like to be called Grand Bodhisattva!”
Revealer Maha said, “Since we walk different paths, we’ll be at odds!”
The god of the Underworld lightly sighed. “There’s no way out then.”
“Hmph!”
Revealer Maha coldly snorted. The next second, a huge golden Buddha statue rose from the ground.
An ethereal and magnificent voice resounded through the world. “Arhats, come forth!”
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