Guanyin looked at the nun Qingwei, Lin Lingsu, and the others: "And you?"

As he drew his sword, the male swordsman from the Qingcheng Sect declared, "My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens!"

He was the only one left; the female swordswoman was dead.

Lin Lingsu clapped her hands, her voice booming like thunder and lightning: "Ten thousand miles of yellow sand, no monks in sight; raging winds and torrential rains, scholars buried. Of the three religions, Taoism was originally the foremost; how can they sit on equal footing and share the same name!"

“Bodhisattva,” the nun Qingwei bowed, “the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is weakening day by day, and it is not enough to support us humans and immortals. Please, Bodhisattva, give us a way to survive.”

Compared to human immortals who can only live for three thousand years and whose speed of refining Qi is slow, Guanyin can almost absorb and exhale the Qi of one-third of the Earth—the Earth of the Song Dynasty.

If the previous conflict between Buddhism and Taoism was about vying for the right to rule the world, then now it's just about Hukou.

“Calamities vary in magnitude, and who can completely escape them? Lifespans vary in length, and how many can claim to live forever? I too am caught in this calamity,” Guanyin sighed.

She looked up at the crowd.

"Very well, then I'll show you what it means to be a person of vast emptiness and boundless power."

Guanyin took out a willow branch from her jade bottle and gently sprinkled it.

roar!

The White Tiger Roars for Filial Piety, and the Arhat Subduing the Tiger leaps up from the South China Sea and jumps into space.

The Arhat who subdues demons wields a demon-subduing staff, the Immovable Arhat has a pagoda atop his head, and the Black Bear Spirit carries a long spear on his shoulder...

The white dragon meandered down behind Guanyin and transformed into a dragon girl.

Everyone was resurrected, and a vast, boundless sea of ​​flowing light surrounded Li Changzhou and his companions.

"Gulp!" Lin Lingsu swallowed hard.

The flying sword of the male swordsman of the Qingcheng Sect trembled, and the female Taoist priest of Qingwei turned pale.

The vast ocean of light chanted in unison: "At that time, the Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara rose from his seat, bared his right shoulder, joined his palms before the Buddha, and said: 'World Honored One, for what reason is the Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara named Avalokiteshvara?'"

The vast and boundless faith, like the ocean, roams the universe. Guanyin's Dharma body transforms to a hundred feet tall, overlooking heaven and earth.

Li Changzhou sensed the teleportation, but there was no response.

It was expected.

The first time I successfully escaped from Guanyin's clutches using teleportation, she witnessed my teleportation. For Guanyin, who had lived for countless years, finding a way to limit teleportation in a short time was too easy.

"Hoo." He exhaled softly, preparing to shatter Ji Gong's golden statue.

Let at least one of them survive and go back.

His hand was held, the touch delicate. He turned his head and saw Yang Qinglan smiling slightly at him.

He smiled helplessly and took her hand in return.

With a flick of his sleeve, he threw the golden statue of Ji Gong away. Guanyin waved her willow branch again, and the mad monk Daoji returned to the world.

Since there's no going back, Daoji has no reason to die.

"Sigh." Li Qianxia sighed, not with much sadness, but with a hint of helplessness.

Yaochi glared at Li Changzhou, then gave a helpless, faint smile. She had been mentally prepared for this day since she became a player.

“The goal has been achieved,” Si suddenly said.

"What?" Li Changzhou and the others were taken aback.

Si pointed to the jade bottle in Guanyin's hand: "There's not enough stuff inside."

Yaochi frowned, growing impatient with the nonsensical conversation: "What, you have a way to kill them all again?"

“It’s no use killing them again,” Li Qianxia sighed. “I have no strength left.”

Si didn't speak.

A voice rang out from inside the giant ship.

"Si, release me." It was a woman's voice.

"Understood," Si replied emotionlessly.

A tiny life pod detaches from the giant ship; compared to the Earth, to Guanyin, and to the vast ocean of light, it is so small as to be almost invisible to the naked eye.

The hatch of the escape pod opened, and the three-meter-tall Ye Er stood up.

She slowly flew to the front of the group.

"Let's go, I'll take care of this."

She gave up resisting.

A diamond-shaped eye opened on her forehead.

Opposite, behind Guanyin, the believers who formed a sea of ​​flowing light each had a diamond-shaped eye open between their brows.

A mysterious ancient god from the depths of space observes this world through Ye'er's body.

She is reviving; she is beginning to arrive.