Filled with relentless venom and merciless blows, the thick stench of blood drifted through the air, causing a great number of monks to weep bitterly and cry out in sorrow. As they looked toward Ye Xuan, their eyes were filled with both hatred and fear, and they shakily recited the Rebirth Scripture to bring salvation to the deceased elder monk.
"Amitabha!"
Pu Hui, with hands clasped in prayer, chanted the Buddha's name solemnly, his expression one of sorrowful calmness. He did not show much grief for the death of his fellow disciple as if he had anticipated all these events.
"In past days, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva made a grand vow that as long as Hell is not empty, he will not attain Buddhahood. Today, this poor monk sacrifices his body to expel demons and bring a clear world back to Heaven and Earth," Pu Hui, crossed-legged, recited the Rebirth Scripture, his whole body radiating compassionate Buddha Light.
RUMBLE!