Guanyin looked at Qing Wei's female crown and Lin Lingsu among others, "And you?"
The flying sword unsheathed, the male sword immortal of Qingcheng Sect declared, "My fate is in my own hands, not in heaven!"
He was alone, the female sword immortal had died.
With a clap of her hands, Lin Lingsu summoned thunder and lightning, "Thousands of miles of yellow sand see no monk, gales and heavy rains obscure the scholar. The three teachings originally regard the Dao as supreme; how can they sit equally on par!"
"Bodhisattva," the woman of Qing Wei bowed, "The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is weakening day by day, it's no longer enough to sustain us immortals, please grant us a way to live."
Compared to the immortals who only live for three thousand years and have slow qi transformation speed, Guanyin could almost inhale and exhale a third of the Earth's spiritual energy— the Earth of the Song Dynasty.
If the previous struggles between Buddhism and Daoism were for the legitimacy over heaven and earth, now, it was merely for survival.
"Calamities come in all sizes, who can utterly avoid them? Lifespans vary in length, how many can claim to live forever? I too have entered into calamity," Guanyin sighed.
She raised her eyes towards everyone.
"Well then, let me show you what it means for the gate of emptiness to be vast and the magical power to be boundless."
Guanyin took out a willow twig from the Pure Bottle and gently waved it.
The White Tiger roared, the Subduing Tiger Arhat leaped from the South Sea up to space.
The Demon Suppression Arhat holding the Demon Suppressing Staff, the Unmoving Arhat with Floating Tower above his head, the Black Bear Spirit carrying a long spear...
The White Dragon slithered, landing behind Guanyin, transforming into the Dragon Girl.
Everyone was resurrected, a vast and endless sea of flowing light surrounded Li Changzhou and his companions.
"Gulp!" Lin Lingsu swallowed his saliva.
The flying sword of the Qingcheng Sect's male sword immortal trembled, the woman of Qing Wei's face turned pale. For more chapters visıt 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖•𝗇𝗲𝘁
The sea of flowing light chanted in unison, "At that time, the Endless Intention Bodhisattva stood from his seat, baring his right shoulder, clasped his hands towards Buddha, and spoke thus, 'World Honored One, for what reason is Guanyin named Guanyin?'"
An immeasurable faith roamed the universe like the ocean, Guanyin's dharma body grew a hundred zhang tall, overlooking heaven and earth.
Li Changzhou sensed 'teleportation,' but there was no response.
He had anticipated this.
Having escaped once from Guanyin using 'teleportation,' it was simple for her to counteract 'teleportation' after seeing it, given the countless years she had lived.
"Phew," he exhaled softly, preparing to shatter Jigong's golden body.
At least, live to make it back.
His hand was held, the touch delicate, he turned his head, and Yang Qinglan smiled faintly at him.
He helplessly smiled back, gripping her hand in return.
With a sweep of his sleeve, he threw out Jigong's golden body, and with another wave of Guanyin's willow twig, the crazed Monk Jigong returned to the world.
Since they couldn't go back, there was no reason for Jigong to remain dead.
"Ah," Li Qianxia sighed, not much sorrow, just a bit helpless.
Turquoise Pool glared at Li Changzhou, then also helplessly gave a faint smile, having been psychologically prepared for this day since she became a player.
"The goal has been achieved," Si suddenly spoke.
"What?" It took a moment for Li Changzhou and the others to react.
Si pointed at the Pure Bottle in Guanyin's hand, "There's not enough stuff in there."
Turquoise Pool frowned, somewhat impatient with this cryptic conversation, "What, do you have a way to kill them again?"
"Killing them again is pointless," Li Qianxia sighed, "I'm already out of strength."
A voice rang out, coming from inside the giant ship.
"Si, deploy me," it was a woman's voice.
"Understood," Si's response was emotionless.
A tiny escape pod detached from the giant ship, nearly invisible to the naked eye in front of Earth, Guanyin, and the sea of flowing light.
The door of the escape pod opened, and the three-meter-tall Ye'er stood up.
She slowly flew to the front of the crowd.
"Go, leave this to me."
She gave up resisting.
A diamond-shaped eye opened on her forehead.
Across her, behind Guanyin, among the followers making up the sea of flowing light, each one concurrently opened a diamond-shaped eye on their foreheads.
The mysterious ancient god in the depths of space, using Ye'er's body as a bridge, surveyed this world.
It was reviving, beginning to descend.