Chapter 259
Chapter 259
In an instant, everyone was in danger.
Only Wuxin, who looked harmless to man and beast alike, had been ignored by the ghost horde. His short legs trembled with fear, and tears swirled in his eyes.
“Namo Amitabha. Benefactors, please stop bullying Brother. If you keep doing it, this young monk will become angry. I’m truly fierce when I’m angry…”
As Young Monk Wuxin spoke, a powerful, savage ghost found itself unable to penetrate the green light of the Celestial Master Token. With an angry roar, it lifted Hua Jiunan over its head.
“Sect Master, watch as your subordinate smashes this heretic to death!”
There was a dull crash as it hurled Hua Jiunan against Two Realms Mountain. Hua Jiunan groaned in pain.
The powerful ghost reached for him again, then suddenly went cold and began to tremble. It felt as though its natural predator had fixed its gaze upon it and would tear it apart in the next instant.
Even Faqing and Luo Menghong sensed something strange and turned toward the battlefield.
An icy nether wind rose. A blood moon slowly climbed into the sky, and beneath it hovered a giant Buddha shedding tears of blood.
Little Wuxin was gone. In his place stood Ghost Buddha Faceless.
A savage bronze mask covered his face. His monastic robes were bloodred. A black dagger and bloodstained letter whirled around him, slitting the throats of nearby ghosts.
“Hehehe. Namo Amitabha! Good, very good! Since you insisted on forcing me out, you can all die!”
The terrible might of Ghost Buddha Faceless left the horde shaking. They instinctively stopped attacking Hua Jiunan’s group and froze where they stood.
Given room to breathe, Chen Daji immediately shouted, “Bald Brother, you have to stand up for us! Boss… those evil ghosts slammed the crap right out of him!”
Hua Jiunan wanted to refute the slander, but the powerful ghost had knocked all the breath from his body and he could not speak.
Ghost Buddha Faceless shuddered. The surrounding air turned even colder, and red snowflakes began to fall.
“Hehehe. Don’t worry. They will all die. Not one will leave alive!”
Bloodred light flashed, and Ghost Buddha Faceless appeared beside the ghost that had thrown Hua Jiunan.
“Hehehe. Namo Amitabha! The sea of suffering is boundless; turn back and reach the shore. I shall deliver you now!”
His black dagger flickered. In the blink of an eye, he sliced every feature from the ghost’s face, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed.
“Go now and confess your sins before the Buddha. May you soon ascend to paradise!”
The ghost did not dare resist or evade. Ghost Buddha Faceless carved it apart one cut at a time and devoured it alive.
In the distance, Luo Menghong and Faqing assumed defensive stances.
“A corpse-liberated Ghost Immortal!”
“A Ghost Buddha! Such a being truly exists in this world!”
Faceless slowly turned. An eerie glow rippled across his brutal bronze mask.
“Hehehe. Namo Amitabha! All beings suffer. Why don’t you two benefactors come let me deliver you so you may confess before the Buddha?”
The two evil sect masters exchanged a look and resolved to fight with everything they had.
Faqing laughed wildly.
“So what if you are a Ghost Buddha? I too am a Buddha of my own realm. I do not fear you!”
He tore off his kasaya and threw it into the air, where it became a bank of dark clouds. The clouds expanded until they covered half the sky, poised against the blood moon in equal opposition.
“Kill the body and attain Buddhahood. No law and no Heaven! Asura Hell, arise!”
Refusing to be outdone, Luo Menghong crushed the Blood Ruyi Scepter in his hand. A towering sea of blood surged forth.
“The True-Void Homeland. The Unborn Parents. The Mother possesses boundless compassion, and wrath that floods the heavens! Gods of all heavens, heed my command. Raise a hundred thousand blades and destroy this evil!”
Empowered by the two sect masters’ spells, the ghosts cast off their fear. Their faces twisted into savage forms as they charged Ghost Buddha Faceless.
The Ghost Buddha showed no fear. Laughing eerily, he flew beneath the blood moon and sat cross-legged in the air. The weeping Buddha hung high behind him as a grand yet bitterly cold chant began.
“The Buddha speaks the Sutra of Light. With single heart, bow and recite. A pair of candles shines on Guanyin, shines on the responsive Guanshiyin of the Southern Sea…
“Good men and faithful women, learn to cultivate. Before King Yama’s tribunal stand three bridges: the Golden Bridge, the Silver Bridge, and Naihe Bridge. At the Golden Bridge’s head, the wealthy live long; at the Silver Bridge’s end, the good are received…
“Shakyamuni Buddha crosses over the bridge. A well is opened, yet its waters will not flow. Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha!”
To Hua Jiunan and the others, the chanting brought profound peace. Even their wounds began healing rapidly.
To the evil ghosts, every word cut into the heart like a knife. They fell to the ground and wailed. Moments later, they pressed their palms together, saluted the Ghost Buddha seated in the sky, and departed for the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Only a handful of exceptionally vicious ghosts could still rise to attack Faceless. Between the black dagger and the bloodstained letter, they were sliced apart and dissolved into smoke, their souls utterly destroyed.
Thus compassion and slaughter coexisted, while paradise and hell danced together.
Faqing and Luo Menghong no longer dared hold back. Each roared and joined the battle.
Seizing the opportunity, Eighth Master Chang swept Hua Jiunan and the others onto his back with his tail. He did not forget the Female Corpse he had hidden beforehand.
“Good heavens! If the young monk… if Bald Brother hadn’t shown his power in time, those evil ghosts would’ve nearly eaten Eighth Master alive!”
Chen Daji watched Ghost Buddha Faceless battle the two sect masters and grew worried.
“Boss, can Bald Brother take those two things? Should we send Eighth Master over to help?”