Supreme Emperor of Swords

Spirit Eyes Demon King felt extremely stressed, but he had no choice but to give it his all.

He perked up and moved his demonic aura. Dark inky demonic aura started to rise and the erhu in his hand glimmered with a golden light. The light started to twist beside him and his whole silhouette became blurry as if it had passed through water currents and was twisted and uncertain.

However, at the same time, Ding Hao was not slacking.

Fire spark started to dance on the tip of his left finger and it was like suffused with a golden substance and the void became its paper- it started writing, stroke by stroke.

There was no tree in Bodhi.

The mirror reflected itself.

There was nothingness.

Who riled up the dust.

As these twenty words were being written down, a mysterious sign danced in the air and it sounded the Buddha’s chanting, and it glimmered with the Buddha’s light and the Buddha talisman was dancing surreptitiously.

What was even more peculiar was that gradually, it seemed that the golden body of the arhats had appeared. The golden Jacarandas were wafting in the air and fell on the body of the Little Buddha. Until the end, those twenty words inscription and those twenty fire words produced a mystical rapport. It was clear that in the void, two large Buddha statues whose faces were blurry had appeared. Under the influence of the Sounds of Sanskrit by Lei Tingchan, their Buddha spirit was undulating, and shot to the skies.

Under the influence of such inscriptions, the Sounds of Sanskrit trebled greatly and its golden light was like the rolling snow, melting the black aura emanating from the erhu completely and thoroughly.

Bang!

There was a light bang.

Spirit Eyes Demon King opened his mouth and lowered his head. He missed that ancient erhu and he broke a long chord.

Two Reflections of Moon had not been finished playing yet.

The sounds of the erhu screeched to a halt.

Lei Tingchan had also finished her song.

A pair of shut eyes finally opened itself uncontrollably.

What a pair of eyes whose depths resembled Limpid Autumn Water, was clear as the moon where one could perceive its depths, and its black and white were well distinguished from each other. The eyes were like the purest snow in the whole world, and like the most distinguished silver moon. It had the pristineness of a new-born child and in the shower of these lights, Ding Hao had a hallucination- it was as though his whole soul had risen instantaneously.

Lei Tingchan’s eyes were too amazing.

And as she was closing her eyes, the feeling that she gave to people was that of coquettishness and a beauty of acceptance and did not compare herself to Li Yiruo or Xie Jieyu. As soon as the eyes were open, her entire qi changed instantly and seemed to have become someone who did not bother with the mortal issues and who kept herself away from humanly matters like a Bodhisattva. She was high above the rest, looking down at the human world, divine and someone not to be crossed.

The facial expressions of Divine Son and Original Birth Saint, who were standing by the side changed.

Boom!

Divine Side immediately slammed his palm on the table and the wooden table transformed into fine powder wafting in mid-air. Uncontrollable anger surfaced on his face and in his bright eyes, and there was an elusive murderous intent that flashed by.

Ding Hao caught that whiff of murderous intent.

An exceedingly powerful seventh sense let Ding Hao feel that the instant Lei Tingchan opened her eyes, Divine Son had developed a sense of enmity towards him- this was a sort of rivalry that came up from the depths of his being and wanted Ding Hao dead at all costs. It was as if Ding Hao had in an instant, transformed into an enemy who had killed Divine Sons’s wife and children.

Original Birth Saintess’s response was also very puzzling.

Her whole body was enveloped in the silver glow, her silhouette blurry, and she laughed lightly.

“Alright, alright, alright- there are talents from the generation of Jiang mountains, and they each were flirtatious for a hundred years.” Spirit Eyes Demon King gave a sigh and kept slowly his own erhu, keeping it in the holding space and sighed saying: “The Young Master Ding is such a great talent, which causes one to admire greatly. I did not think that not only will you be versed in intricate sounds, you are also so versed in the scriptures of Buddhism, having reached such an unfathomable degree. In my hundred years of living, and in all the talents whom I have seen, Young Master Ding must be the best I’ve seen.”

Ding Hao did not speak a word.

In reality, even Ding Hao had not expected that there was actually an aberration in the way that the Buddha scriptures and word inscriptions had spread out.

Those two inscriptions written by Ding Hao in the Buddhist world had their origins, and there actually existed a very famous allusion.

In the previous life of the ancient history of China, the sixth great master of Buddhism had once paid fealty to Huang Mei Hong Ren grandmaster when he was young. He was still an acolyte and even though he could not read, relying on the oral chanting of the gold Diamond Sutra by customers, he started to become well-versed in the teachings of the Buddha. Later, when Wu Zu Hong Ren master was choosing an heir among the various monks, among the comprehension of everyone, the spirit monks produced a Buddhist book and the corridor of the southern academy. It was “There is no tree in Boddhi, the mirror reflected itself, and there was nothingness who riled up the dust.”

This Buddhist song, when it had been seen by the monks in the academy, was well praised by everyone. All of them surrendered to its power and felt that the Divine Monk would definitely become the heir of Wu Zu.

However, only Wu Zu Hong Ren watched on, unimpressed, and did not speak a word.

And monk Hui Neng came out from the crowds, and cast such inscriptions: “There is no tree in Boddhi, the mirror reflected itself, there was nothingness who riled up the dust”.

Wu Zu Hong Ren did not speak up or make an evaluation just then.

However, after nightfall, Hui Neng was secretly recruited to teach the Buddhist mantle, cassock, and Buddhist seal, Hou Shen Xiu Buddhist monk started to become jealous and had attempted assassinating Hui Neng. Hui Neng had no choice but to take on an alibi, covering up his name for ten over years. When the time was ripe, he walked out from the shadows and exposed his talent, becoming the eminent elder monk whose name spread out for thousands of years and becoming the sixth master of Buddhism.

The two Buddhist inscriptions that Spirit monk and Hui Neng Patriarch had made were instantly famous in the history of Buddhism in the Chinese world. It had also represented two different kinds of sects in Buddhism. Spirit monk himself was also a well-versed great monk in his own right and were it not for his corrupted character, he would have become a grandmaster. Hence, the Buddhist inscriptions which he had left behind had also carried immeasurable logic.

It was the first time that Ding Hao had been unleashing his powers in Buddhist inscriptions.

He had originally just wanted to borrow the use of such inscriptions for their special power. He believed that they would have a special effect on Sounds of Sanskrit Ninth Chant by Lei Tingchan. In no way would he have expected that this would be producing a Mysterious Sign and was beyond their expectations. The power of the Buddha unleashed, the power exceeded that of himself and Lei Tingchan by several times; this suppressed the Spirit Eyed Demon King completely and triggered the happening of something miraculous.

And just when Ding Hao himself was shocked, all of a sudden, a phenomenon occurred.

A red light had erupted from afar and turned into a flaming phoenix, burning up half of the sky.

The two Demon Kings, seeing this flaming scene, turned pale.

“Young Master Ding, the Deity Phoenix Great Sage thank you for your benevolence and does not wish to make you an enemy. His Veneration will not put you in a spot today- so please leave.” Spirit Eyed Demon King seemed to have made up his mind and slowly rose up and snorted. The Demonic aura seemed to emanate out from his presence and it launched into the sky like a cloud of smoke. Like a dragon, it went up to the sky and covered half the sky, casting grey clouds in its wake.

In those eyes that collapsed like black holes, a spark of silver light suddenly burned.