Chapter 1480: Only Five Years
Sitting before the Buddha, he forgot the passing of the years; with Sanskrit chants filling his ears, a thousand-year dream took hold.
For Jiu Fengchun, the days spent in the Thousand Buddha Hall were incredibly peaceful. For a long time, he no longer needed to feed on Spiritual Energy.
He did not even feel hunger. In the blink of an eye, he felt he had become an ordinary mortal—a part of the teeming masses, rather than an anomaly.
Immersed in this tranquility, he came alive once more.
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As Shizhen gazed out at the endlessly flowing river, the figure standing before him seemed to wear a thousand faces, forever shifting and impossible to discern.
The inner demon looked at him and said, "Monk, the storm is here. What are you hesitating for?"
Shizhen closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. "To sacrifice one person to reshape heaven and earth... is this truly for the best?"
The inner demon laughed. "Why wouldn't it be? To kill one person and save millions—why wouldn't that be for the best?"