The illusion faded, and the plain-clothed swordsman disappeared. Another two massive swords appeared in the Great Realm, both the true intents of a sword technique, each capable of slaying an Avatar.

Wei Yuan looked up at the lotus pillar. The demon’s charred body no longer looked malevolent; instead, it radiated an indescribable sorrow. The reason she had looked up at the statue atop the lotus pillar was simply because she wished to catch one last glimpse of her daughter.

Suddenly, he understood the woman and the plain-clothed swordsman’s feelings at that moment. The little girl had suffered so much that it would have been better if she had died then and there, yet during those final moments, she discovered that she ultimately wanted her daughter to live, even if only for a brief moment. That inner conflict, that agony, they were all so heavy that it took one’s breath away.

It may as well be gone.

At the base of the lotus platform stood a jade platform that was still glowing faintly to this day. Ji Liuli had been tracking the flow of yin energy all long until she arrived before the platform. She touched it lightly with a finger, and countless specks of starlight floated out and formed an extremely complex pattern.

As Ji Liuli studied it, a flash of anger suddenly crossed her face. “This is the Esoteric Buddhism’s Great Treasure Vase Unending Pure Land Reincarnation Array! The name sounds good, but in reality, it traps souls within an Unending Pure Land to slowly refine them and prevent them from reincarnating. Hmph, no Dharma King of Esoteric Buddhism who practiced this has ever met a good end!”

Zhang Sheng was equally shocked. “To imprison so many souls and prevent them from entering the cycle of reincarnation—isn’t this usurping the authority of Heaven?  How did he become an...