Chapter 819 - 71: Recognition (Part 2)

The middle-aged woman turned around and personally witnessed the golden light drifting to the other side of the door, gently raising her hand.

As if saying goodbye, yet as if trying to hold back.

And when the golden light completely drifted to the other side of the door.

The golden thread suddenly closed.

The door disappeared.

Along with it, the figure of the middle-aged woman also vanished.

Quickly.

Only the monotonous gray fog remained swirling around.

As if nothing had happened just a moment ago.

But the next second, a puzzled voice suddenly sounded: "Ancestor... was that really the heart image of the one called Chen Lusi? Or a true soul?"

At the same time.

Two figures suddenly appeared.

Two crowds wearing the Imperial Robe and Crown.

"..."

The man holding his belt, whose presence was distinctly different from the others, stood beside Li Chan, and upon hearing, glanced at him and then said, "Does it matter?"

"..."

The aura around Li Chan halted instantly; he dared not speak.

"It doesn’t matter at all."

The man holding the belt withdrew his gaze, looking to the right.

Li Chan followed his ancestor’s gaze, then suddenly froze.

In the distance.

The hall that had just dissipated had, at an unknown time, solidified once more.

And the plaque bore the word ’Chen’.

He looked at his ancestor with some bewilderment: "This..."

"The heart is without stain."

The man holding the belt left behind his last words, gradually dissipating.

...

At the same time.

Jiming Temple.

At the same time an unsettling aura emerged from Huai Yuan’s body.

Zen Master Huizhao immediately stepped in front of the Little Monk and shouted at Huai Yuan.

And the other Zen masters were no better off.

They looked at Huai Yuan as if encountering a natural predator, like startled birds, began to retreat step by step.

Let alone Si Yujie and Tang Language who were closer.

Si Yujie and Tang Language instantly had their hair stand on end.

Tang Language’s fox ears even popped out in fright, her delicate body slightly arched, staring intently at the head-lowered Huai Yuan.

On the ground.

Faced with Zen Master Huizhao’s shout.

Huai Yuan didn’t respond at all, still slightly lowering his head.

But the unsettling aura emanating from him grew thicker and thicker.

And in the blink of an eye, at the same time that Zen Master Huizhao spoke, it directly transformed into tangible black fog, instantly filling the entire Jiming Temple.

Boom——

The sound of thunder suddenly erupted.

The sky changed dramatically.

Everyone looked up in shocked disbelief at the suddenly transformed sky.

In the distance.

The tips of the trees’ branches began to wither rapidly, turning yellow and falling.

And it spread quickly.

The unknown wild fruits on the branches also began to shrivel rapidly, rot, and secrete bright red... like blood, leaves.

Then the wild grass, the crawling insects, all life, began to wither and decay.

In a flash.

The Jiming Temple, once brimming with Buddhist light and incense, became like... a Ghostly Land.

The trees once lush and leafy were left as deadwood, the ground’s wild grass withered yellow, littered with dead leaves and insect corpses.

The faces of the Buddha statues in various halls gradually bore red palm prints.

The atmosphere was filled with the scent of death.

Overhead.

Thunder roamed within the clouds, seemingly pressing down with time, leaving people breathless.

Everything happened within less than two minutes.

In an instant.

Everyone felt like they couldn’t breathe.

Si Jiayan... the daughter of Si Yujie, her frail body trembling slightly, clung tightly to Xia Panqiu.

But.

The most terrified were still the Zen masters.

Those Zen masters who knew what was happening.

Because they weren’t just retreating anymore... some had begun to turn around and run out!

Fleeing!

"Huai Yuan!!!"

Zen Master Huizhao’s body shook violently.

Yet he didn’t run, his body on the brink of collapse, blood oozing from his eyes, staring fiercely at Huai Yuan: "What are you doing!?"

"..."

Hearing those words, Huai Yuan finally reacted.

He slowly raised his head.

From the originally empty eye sockets, blood slowly flowed down, and the face that was once otherworldly was now full of ferocity: "You... all of you, go to hell!"

With these words, like a declaration.

In an instant.

The entire Jiming Temple, all the Buddha statues simultaneously shed blood tears.

Behind Huai Yuan, a massive Dharma Aspect suddenly rose from the ground.

It was a Buddha, but there was no Buddha light, no lotus, no compassion.

The face was ferocious, with sharp fangs, resembling an evil spirit.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The moment that Dharma Aspect appeared.

The monks, Si Yujie, Xia Panqiu, Tang Language.

All of them held their breath.

Si Yujie suddenly looked where her daughter was, instinctively trying to use her Authority Ability to go there.

But just as she released the Authority Ability.

The ferocious-faced Dharma Aspect behind Huai Yuan suddenly turned its head and looked at Si Yujie.

Si Yujie’s delicate body stiffened.

At the same time, the unsettling and even fear-inducing gray mist around her suddenly surged towards her.

"Si Yujie!"

Tang Language suddenly widened her eyes and immediately let out a tender shout.

But it was too late.

Too fast.

In an instant.

The gray mist appeared in front of Si Yujie’s face, reflected in her pupils.

Her beautiful eyes widened slightly, almost instinctively... thinking of Chen Lusi’s face.

Not hoping he would come to save her.

Just at this moment, perhaps at the moment she might vanish into thin air, she thought of the person she wanted to see last.

... He should be fine.

Si Yujie rose with one last thought and directly closed her eyes.

But just then.

Above.

The thick clouds suddenly split open to reveal a crack.

A shaft of sunlight suddenly pierced through the dense clouds, shining into the Jiming Temple, which was now like a Ghostly Land.

The mist swirling around Jiming Temple suddenly froze.

Everyone was also stunned, instinctively looking at the sunlight shining in front of Si Yujie.

Si Yujie also felt a trace of warmth and opened her eyes with some confusion.

Then.

She saw.

A familiar figure standing in front of her.

She looked at the familiar silhouette of Chen Lusi in front of her, somewhat in shock, her heart... seemed to tremble.

And not far away on the ground, Huai Yuan also sensed something, followed by turning around, using hollow eye sockets stained with blood tears to look at Si Yujie... or more accurately, Chen Lusi.

... Chen Lusi had returned, just like that, abruptly returning.

Without any strange phenomena.

Except for that shaft of sunlight.

However.

Upon Kunlun.

The thick, floating "Book of Descriptions" once again opened, and the pages automatically started to turn.

Rustle——

The continuous sound of pages turning echoed.

However.

This time.

After the Book of Descriptions turned twice, it left no names on its pages, but... suddenly closed, then, slowly floated down.

At the same time.

Chen Lusi glanced in the direction of Kunlun, then suddenly raised his right hand.

Smack——

A thick book appeared out of nowhere, suddenly landing in his palm.

Chen Lusi held the book, glanced down at it, then shifted his gaze back to Huai Yuan.

At the same time, he began to walk towards him.

His pace was neither fast nor slow.

Facing this sudden scene, everyone... including the fleeing monks, stopped their actions, all looking at him.

As if with Chen Lusi’s appearance, something changed.

And as Chen Lusi moved.

The ferocious-faced Dharma Aspect behind Huai Yuan shed more blood tears from its eyes.

At the same time, it slowly raised its hand towards Chen Lusi.

The fear-inducing gray mist surrounding Jiming Temple instantly all rushed towards Chen Lusi.

Sizzle——

A faint sound of something evaporating could be heard.

Chen Lusi held the thick book, his expression calm, his steps unceasing, and before the gray mist approached his body, like encountering a natural enemy, it sizzled and evaporated, directly vanishing into thin air.

"..."

In the distance.

Zen Master Huizhao saw this scene, his lips trembling, then looking at Chen Lusi in a daze, murmuring: "With virtue, without defilement, body and mind are unstained, pure and untainted, truly a Venerable..."