Chapter 409 Telepathy

Kang Zhe's eyes also flickered, unable to suppress the greed on his face.

He had heard of Venerable Huaimojun, but only in legends; he was one of the five hundred Arhats under the Buddha's seat.

He hadn't expected that in this tiny Lower Realm, traces of Venerable Huaimojun had actually appeared?

"If you dare to deceive me with lies, I guarantee I will extract your soul and refine your spirit, ensuring you never find rebirth for eternity!"

Kang Zhe's words, filled with killing intent, made Tuoshan Vajra's heart tremble, and he hurriedly said:

"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare!"

Having now abandoned Buddhism for the Demonic Path, his strength and cultivation were even greater than before. His former compassion and faith in Buddhism had vanished completely; he had thoroughly stepped into the Demonic Path.

Inside the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave, the thick smell of blood had not yet dissipated.

Although today's invasion by the White Bone Asura had not struck a blow to the combat power of the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave, those monks who studied the scriptures were also precious treasures. Their deaths were undoubtedly a piece of bad news for the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave.

Within the spiritual land, sandalwood incense wafted in waves, and the sounds of striking wooden fish and chanting the Rebirth Mantra merged together, performing the rites for the monks who had died unjustly today.

Great Master Likong sat cross-legged beneath the giant central statue of Shakyamuni Buddha, his expression sorrowful.

Today should have been a day of great joy.

The Ten Thousand Buddha Cave was welcoming a True Buddha, which was the most solemn event for the entire Buddhist path. However, because of the White Bone Asura organization, the entire Ten Thousand Buddha Cave was shrouded in an atmosphere of grief.

"Junior Martial Uncle, that Asura King..."

Beneath the high platform, the monk Master Kongchan approached.

"No need to say more!"

Great Master Likong waved his hand, his previously compassionate gaze now filled with a solemn killing intent.

"Since he chose the path of the Demonic Buddha, he is an enemy of our Buddhist path. If I see him next time, this old monk will risk the Heavenly Tribulation to personally eliminate this great evil!"

From his words, it was clear he already knew the Asura King's true identity.

As he spoke, Great Master Likong's white eyebrows suddenly twitched. He abruptly looked up toward the outside of the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave, his face becoming incredibly unsightly.

"Vile creature, you still dare to come here!"

He stood up with a start, his monk robes fluttering without wind. His entire Aura condensed, and his cultivation at the Middle Stage of the Yuan Embryo Realm was revealed without doubt.

At the same moment, the monk Master Kongchan also sensed the arrival. He was equally shocked and furious; truly, whatever one speaks of, appears.

Does this scoundrel think the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave is easy to bully?

"Oh? So this is the so-called Ten Thousand Buddha Cave?"

Just as the uncle and nephew pair gazed coldly outside the cave, the other Heaven-Man Realm experts within the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave also sensed the presence of the Asura King—that is, Tuoshan Vajra. But a high-and-mighty, indifferent voice suddenly drifted clearly into the ears of all the monks.

"Hehe, Senior Brother, this place dares to take the name of Ten Thousand Buddhas; it actually looks somewhat like the part!"

"In the Buddhist path, across the heavens and myriad worlds, they are a first-rate transcendent power. This Ten Thousand Buddha Cave in this world should also be one of the best, so it naturally possesses the necessary grandeur."

The monks looked toward the direction of the voice.

They saw a staircase condensed from cold ice suddenly appear above the spiritual land of the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave. Three young men in white clothes strolled down the stairs with leisure.

The Asura King, who had been rampaging outside the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave not long ago, was now like a frost-bitten eggplant, following closely behind them step by step.

"Tuoshan, it really is you! You Buddhist traitor! You will surely be cast into the eighteen levels of Hell!"

The monk Master Kongchan's thick eyebrows knitted together as he shouted his rebuke.

The monk Likong raised his hand to stop him. His expression was more solemn than ever before as he stared fixedly at the three young men in white. He pressed his palms together, chanted a Buddhist name, and said in a heavy voice:

"May I ask where the three benefactors have come from, and what business brings you to my Ten Thousand Buddha Cave?"

Seeing Great Master Likong in such a state, the surrounding monks immediately realized the newcomers were not simple. The words they had intended to use to curse Tuoshan Vajra were forced back down.

Liao Shuqi chuckled and said:

"Not bad! Not bad! As expected of the Buddhist path. You are the first person we've seen since coming to the Lower Realm whose cultivation is passable, having actually reached the Middle Stage of the Yuan Embryo Realm."

Lower Realm?!!

Hearing these two words, the hearts of all the monks shook in unison.

Great Master Likong calmed his mind and silently chanted a mantra, sending out a strange ripple.

This was a Buddhist Divine Ability called the Telepathy, one of the Six Divine Powers of Buddhism.

Unlike the Divine Abilities practiced by normal Divine Ability Realm experts, this power did not depend on the level of cultivation. It could only be mastered by those with extremely high Buddhist cultivation, realized through self-study and deep research into the scriptures.

The Telepathy allows one to directly know the thoughts, emotions, and intentions of all living beings; it is a direct illumination of mental activities.

Of course, although Great Master Likong had mastered this Divine Ability, he was limited by his own cultivation and could only observe the mental changes of those with lower cultivation than himself.

Legend has it that Shakyamuni Buddha used this Telepathy to observe all the heavens, knowing the thoughts of all beings, all-knowing and all-wise.

Besides observing thoughts, the Telepathy could also transmit them.

The ripple Great Master Likong had just sent out was to transmit his thoughts to Yan Chu, who was tens of thousands of miles away.

As a supreme Buddhist Divine Ability, Kang Zhe and the other two were completely unable to detect it.

After all, this had nothing to do with cultivation or Divine Sense; it was purely related to the cultivation of the state of mind.

Likong's mind was clear. Coming from the Upper Realm and riding a staircase of cold ice—who else could these three be but members of the Cold Ice Holy Sect?

Seeing that they did not come with good intentions, he feared that no one but the True Buddha Yan Chu could handle them.

"So the three of you are from the Upper Realm. This old monk offers his greetings!"

Great Master Likong was startled but not panicked, respectfully performing a Buddhist salute.

"However, I wonder why the three of you have come to the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave? Our Buddhist path has always been kind to others and has never had any dealings with you three. There should be nothing where we have offended you?"

"Hehe, Grandmaster Likong."

At this time, Tuoshan Vajra, who was following behind Kang Zhe's group, spoke up:

"These three Immortals have come here for the wisdom fruit and bodhi seed left behind by Venerable Huaimojun. You had better hand them over obediently!"

"Traitor! How dare you speak such nonsense? There is no wisdom fruit or bodhi seed here!"

A Heaven-Man Realm expert of the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave shouted in rebuke.

"Hmm?"

Kang Zhe's expression turned cold as his gaze swept over.

The expression of that Heaven-Man expert suddenly changed drastically. He felt as if the temperature of his entire body was draining away, as if something around him was absorbing all his heat.

In an instant, his internal organs were frozen by cold ice. The chill simultaneously spread outward, his flesh, blood, and bones all condensing with frost. His heart stopped, and his entire body turned a stiff, livid green.

"Junior Brother Fazhen!"

A Heaven-Man expert beside him cried out in alarm, hurriedly pressing a palm against his shoulder to help him expel the chill.

"Don't!"

Great Master Likong shouted urgently, but it was already too late.

The moment that expert touched Fazhen's shoulder, the livid green chill erupted, spreading to him at a speed much faster than before. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two were directly frozen into livid green ice sculptures, losing all signs of life.

The Buddhist monks were both shocked and furious, yet they did not dare to continue speaking or take action.

The opponent hadn't even moved; with just a cold snort, he had taken the lives of two Heaven-Man Realm experts. Such methods truly chilled their hearts.