Fantasy: I'll do the hacking, and you'll suffer the side effects!

195: Buddha sheds tears! One thought makes you a Buddha, one thought makes you a devil!Facing Qin Han’s questioning and disdain, Jiekong remained unfazed, pressing his palms together and saying, ”I am an Incarnation of the Buddha, surrounded by Three Thousand Relics, so why can’t I become an Emperor?”

”The so-called Child of Luck is merely a baseless fantasy; I am the one truly chosen by this era!”

”Once I break through Wudi Pass and enter the Zhong Sheng Divine Continent, I will personally eliminate all enemies!”

”amitabha...” Jiekong’s emotions were incredibly agitated, but then he returned to tranquility.

”You want to break through Wudi Pass? The precepts that Xuankong Temple has upheld for countless years have been broken by you. Just for that, you are not qualified to cultivate Buddhism,” Qin Han said.

”They don’t understand. Whether it’s the abbot or the head monk, their courage is too small. All living beings can become Emperors, so why can’t I, the Buddha?” Jiekong loudly retorted, his voice like thunder, shaking the firmament.

Wu De’s eardrums were almost shattered. He shook his head and said, ”This monk is insane. He’s the one who has fallen into the Demonic Path!”

”Too deep an obsession will eventually lead to missteps and a fall into the Demonic Path,” the God-Slaying Stone said.

In the middle of Jiekong’s golden Buddha aura, there was a faint, almost imperceptible wisp of black Qi.

This was a sign of falling into the Demonic Path.

”Your Karma is too heavy, which goes against the Dao of Buddhism. Let alone the Emperor’s throne, you don’t even deserve a Saint’s position,” Qin Han said, shaking his head.

”Shut up! I only kill those who deserve to be killed! Those wicked individuals, Hell is their only path. I merely send them on their way. What wrong have I done?” Jiekong’s face suddenly became distorted, his veins bulging.

Strangely, at this moment, his face was exactly like that of a Buddha, equally awe-inspiring.

”All living beings in the world have Karma. When did it become your turn to judge right from wrong? For your selfish desires, you have schemed at every step. Does your heart still hold any place for the Buddha?” Qin Han gazed at the high sky and asked.

”I was born for the Buddha, and I cultivate the Dao through the Buddha. How can there be no place for him?”

”Since you said, ’I will help all living beings overcome their myriad sufferings,’ then why don’t you let me see the true appearance of the Buddha?” Qin Han slightly raised his eyelids.

”If the Buddhist Son of Xuankong Temple has no Buddha in his heart, then no one who cultivates Buddhism under heaven is qualified to have him!”

With that, Jiekong immediately sat cross-legged on the Buddha platform. His Physical Body glowed with endless golden light, and the Void Realm continuously echoed with Buddha sounds, transcendent and extraordinary, truly remarkable.

The next moment, a colossal Buddha statue, radiating golden light, appeared.

The statue had no facial features, yet it was the progenitor of Buddhist Dao in this world, guiding all who cultivated Buddhism.

The first thing a person who enters the Dao through Buddhism does is visualize the true appearance of the Buddha to gain approval and the Buddha’s blessing.

Otherwise, they would be fated to have no connection with the Buddha.

The Buddha statue before them was so complete, only lacking facial features to attain the position of a Golden Body Buddha.

This showed how profound Jiekong’s attainments in the Buddhist Dao were.

”As expected of the Buddhist Son, his Buddha’s blessing is truly astonishing,” the Sea God’s Descendant exclaimed in admiration.

”When the Buddha’s facial features appear, that will be the time of his enlightenment,” Zhe Changsheng said.

Wu De, who was in the distance, was also surprised by this. It was his first time seeing the Buddha’s Golden Body, which was filled with a transcendent aura.

It was as if it stood at the end of the Great Dao, suppressing a world.

”What terrifying Buddha Power! This guy’s Buddhist affinity is truly not shallow.”

”How could the Buddhist Son chosen by Xuankong Temple be an undeserving name? With Three Thousand Relics on him, it’s hard for him not to succeed,” the God-Slaying Stone said.

Qin Han looked up at it, waves stirring in his heart, but his expression remained as calm as an ancient well, unmoved.

Jiekong saw Qin Han’s seemingly stunned expression and loudly said, ”Do you see? This is the true Buddha, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas!”

”Now, what more do you have to say?”

Indeed, the appearance of the Buddha was the best proof.

Even if Jiekong killed mercilessly, used living beings as pawns, and sought to attain the Great Emperor’s Fruit, his heart was still devoted to the Buddha.

Qin Han glanced at it twice, and his eyes felt a stinging pain, tears streaming down, unable to look directly for long.

But in just two glances, he noticed something unusual.

”The Buddha is indeed that Buddha, but he is weeping,” Qin Han said slowly.

”Ridiculous! If Qin Han wants to fabricate things, there’s no need to concoct such a clumsy excuse. My Buddha has no facial features, so how can he weep?”

”Look up.”

Jiekong’s face was full of disbelief, but when he looked up at the Golden Body Buddha’s face, his body suddenly trembled.

He saw a golden tear hanging where the eyelid should be, surrounded by a faint wisp of black Qi. Although not obvious, Jiekong’s ability still allowed him to perceive it.

”Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!” Jiekong kept shaking his head, his long-held belief wavering at this moment.

”The Buddha is weeping; you have fallen into the Demonic Path,” Qin Han said.

”Nonsense! I am the Son of Ten Thousand Buddhas, a supreme existence who will surely transcend the Three Thousand Great Daos in the future. How could I fall into the Demonic Path?” Jiekong clutched his head, his pupils trembling continuously.

”You have been entangled by desire, your obsession is too deep, and you have accumulated countless Karma. The Karma around you cannot fill this void. Even the Buddha is disappointed and weeping. Do you still have the face to call yourself the Son of Ten Thousand Buddhas?” Qin Han reprimanded.

This rebuke made Jiekong’s body tremble, and two streaks of ink-black tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

”No, I don’t believe it. How could the Buddha abandon me?” Jiekong’s mental state became increasingly unstable, and the black Qi on his body grew thicker.

The golden divine domain, which radiated golden light, actually began to transform into a sinister direction.

Tens of thousands of chanting monks similarly fell into the Demonic Path. Rolling Devilish Qi surged up, condensing into a terrifying and distorted Buddha face in mid-air.

The temple transformed from magnificent and grand to gloomy and dilapidated. The Sanskrit script also lost its luster at this moment, beginning to decay.

In just a few breaths, countless Sanskrit texts completely disappeared, replaced by demonic script.

Jiekong was still trapped by his obsession, unable to extricate himself.

Even his Buddha bones were tainted by Devilish Qi at this moment. The Three Thousand Relics no longer glowed, leaving only decay.

”I will not fall into the Demonic Path, absolutely not.” Jiekong shook his head incessantly, letting out a chilling, sinister laugh.

Qin Han saw everything and shook his head with regret.

”One thought can lead to Buddhahood, one thought can lead to demonhood.”

”All methods in the world cannot escape the two words: ’original heart.’”

”From the moment you left Xuankong Temple, you could not escape the two words: ’desire.’”

”It was like this when we first met, and it is even more so now.”

”Let go of your obsession, and you still have a chance to achieve Buddhahood instantly.”

”Shut up!”

Jiekong suddenly roared, his fair face turning dark. He laughed sinisterly, ”You have successfully destroyed my divine domain.”

”I will keep my promise and now give you a belated welcome gift!”

With that, the second level of the Floating Pagoda at the dome suddenly opened.

A familiar aura spread out, and Qin Han’s spirit jolted. He suddenly looked up.

”This aura...”

A figure in white slowly walked out. This person had a high nose bridge, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, eyes like lightning, and Devilish Qi swirling around his body.

”Brother Chu!”

”Brother Chu?!”

”Chu Jiangnian!?”