366: Chapter 353 Debating with a Flock of Buddhas: A Debating Genius

"How bold!" A monk standing below Tathagata stepped forward. His features were delicate, but his eyes betrayed a sense of pure madness and obsession.

It was precisely Tathagata's most prized Disciple—Jin Chanzi.

"Lin Feng! Our Buddha is omniscient and omnipotent; all suffering is but a trial. How can a mere Mortal like you glimpse the profound depths of the Buddhist Dharma? The Buddha is the Almighty God, and His will is the Truth!"

Lin Feng looked at Jin Chanzi and chuckled inwardly. 'Little guy, I was just waiting for you.'

"Jin Chanzi, right? I heard you're a Genius of debate? Fine, I won't fight you today. I'll talk logic with you."

Lin Feng shoved his hands into his pockets and spoke in a leisurely tone: "You just said that Tathagata is 'omnipotent,' right?"

"Of course!" Jin Chanzi puffed out his chest proudly. "The Buddha is capable of anything!"

"Good." A glint of mischief flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. "Then let me ask you: since Tathagata is omnipotent, can he create a stone so heavy that even he himself cannot lift it?"

The moment this question was asked, the entire Great Leiyin Temple fell silent.

It was terrifyingly quiet.

It was a collective System crash caused by a logical deadlock.

Jin Chanzi's originally proud expression froze instantly. His high-speed "Buddha-brain" began to frantically calculate various solutions to this problem.

If he answered 'Yes': Then the Buddha created this stone but cannot lift it. Since he cannot lift it, it proves he is not omnipotent!

If he answered **'No'**: Then the Buddha cannot even create a stone, which further proves he is not omnipotent!

It was an infinite loop, a logical paradox that spanned time and space.

"This... this..." Cold sweat instantly poured down Jin Chanzi's face. He hung his mouth open like a fish out of water, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Tathagata Buddha sat atop his golden lotus, the golden light on his face flickering wildly. His Dao fruit was trembling because he realized that under the existing logical framework of Buddhism, this problem was truly unsolvable!

"Can't answer? Then let's try an easier one."

Lin Feng pressed on, his voice filled with a magical allure:

"You say all living beings are equal. Then why does Tathagata sit on such a high lotus pedestal and demand others bow down? Why must Mortals suffer the pain of the Six Paths of Reincarnation while you lot enjoy immortality? Since there is equality, why don't you come down and sweep the floor, Tathagata, and let that sweeping monk sit up there and try it out?"

"You say the Four Elements are all empty. Since everything is empty, that glittering golden body of yours must be worth quite a bit, right? Where did all the gold and agate in this great hall come from? Since it's all empty, why not give it all to my Tiance Mansion as Materials, and you can go save all living beings while naked?"

"Pfft—!"

Jin Chanzi finally could not withstand this dimensional logical strike.

His worldview shattered in an instant. The Dharma he had cultivated and the sutras he had chanted his whole life were as fragile as scrap paper before the word "logic."

"Omnipotence... is fake... Equality... is also fake..."

Jin Chanzi swayed, his eyes vacant, before suddenly erupting into a mad laugh: "Hahaha! It turns out after all these years of cultivation, I've been practicing a joke! What Buddha? What True Sutras? All logical loopholes! All self-deception!"

Before everyone's eyes, he frantically tore at his kasaya and ripped apart the prayer beads that represented his status, scattering them across the floor.

"I'm not cultivating anymore! I'm not being a monk anymore! I'm going to study mathematics! I'm going to research physics! Only things with rigorous logic are the truth!"

After saying this, Jin Chanzi actually sprinted directly toward the foot of Spirit Mountain, shouting as he ran: "It's over! Everyone, disperse! The Buddha can't even lift a stone himself!"

"Jin Chanzi! Rebellious Disciple! Come back here!"

Tathagata was so angry his lungs were about to burst. His most prized successor had been coaxed into returning to secular life on the spot by just a few words from Lin Feng? If word of this got out, where would the face of Buddhism go?

"Lin Feng!!!"

Tathagata's golden body suddenly expanded, and a phantom like the Thousand-Handed Guanyin emerged behind him. Compassion had long since vanished, replaced by extreme ferocity.

"You disrupted my Disciple's Dao Heart and destroyed the Foundation of my Spirit Mountain! Today, this seat shall let you witness what true 'physical salvation' looks like!"

"That's more like it."

Lin Feng sneered and slowly put on a pair of deep black anti-Buddha-light sunglasses.

He pulled out a "God-Slaying Tachi" (a System product, specialized in cutting through all kinds of defensive shields) that flickered with high-frequency particle oscillation red light from behind his back.

"Resorting to violence when you can't win an argument—this is your true face."

"All troops, hear my command!"

Lin Feng's voice resonated through the Three Realms. "The debate is officially over. Now—"

"Enter the violent demolition phase!"

"Level this Great Leiyin Temple for me!"

"Boom—!!!"

A hundred ships fired at once, the beams from the psionic main cannons instantly tearing the Buddha-light of Spirit Mountain into fragments. An ultimate bloody battle between technology and theocratic power officially broke out.

...

The wind stopped.

Spirit Mountain, which had been incredibly noisy due to Jin Chanzi's mad streak and the shattered Dao Hearts of ten thousand Buddhas, suddenly fell into a suffocating silence at this moment.

Jin Chanzi's crazed laughter still echoed in the valley like loud slaps across the faces of every Arhat, Bodhisattva, and even the Buddha himself. It was the sound of faith collapsing and the sound of the old era's logic shattering.

In front of the Great Leiyin Temple, Tathagata Buddha sat atop his Nine-Grade Golden Lotus. His originally compassionate, rounded face that seemed to see through everything in the world was currently undergoing a terrifying transformation. Compassion was gone, replaced by a coldness and rage sufficient to freeze time and space.

Even when the Monkey King caused Havoc in the Heavenly Palace back then, Tathagata had never lost his composure like this.

"Lin Feng..."

These two words spat from Tathagata's mouth didn't sound like speech; they sounded like two stars grinding against each other, producing a dull rumble.

"You destroyed my Disciple's Dao Heart, disturbed the peace of my Spirit Mountain, and insulted the dignity of my Buddhist sect. I originally offered my heart to the moon, but the moon shines only on the ditch. Since you are stubborn and refuse the truth, I shall no longer hold back today."

"Om—"

As Tathagata's words fell, the sky over the entire Aparagodaniya instantly changed color.

It was no longer golden auspicious clouds, but an oppressive dark gold. Tathagata's body began to swell frantically. Ten feet, a hundred feet, a thousand feet, ten thousand feet... until his head touched the firmament and his feet trod the earth.

In that moment, Spirit Mountain seemed like a small mound of dirt beneath his feet. The Buddha-light behind him was no longer soft but had turned into substantial golden flames—the wrathful "Wisdom King Karmic Fire." Even space was burned into a distorted shape, emitting an overburdened creaking sound.

"Lin Feng! Watch out! This old fat guy is desperate!"

Aboard the flagship "Lin Clan" in the distance, Nezha's expression changed drastically, and he unconsciously gripped his Fire-Tipped Spear tighter. He was all too familiar with this aura; that monkey back then had been defeated by this very move.

"This is a Causality Strike! Activate all shields!" Yang Jian roared, the Heavenly Eye on his forehead twitching frantically as the warning signals went off the charts.

Lin Feng hovered in mid-air, as tiny as a speck of dust.

But he did not retreat. He simply raised his head slowly and, through his sunglasses, looked at that heaven-propping golden giant, his lips still curled in that cynical sneer.