Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess Chapter 3591: 3591: San Sheng Ancient Mirror!

Fu Daosheng gazed upwards at the golden Buddha, acknowledging, “Indeed, this golden Buddha is the Amitabha Buddha Emperor!

However, this is likely merely an avatar, not the true form of the Amitabha Buddha Emperor!”

Li Baitian lamented, “Even as an avatar, it emanates such immense and majestic Emperor’s Might!

One can only imagine the terrifying presence of the Amitabha Buddha Emperor in his true form!”

Fu Jiuyuan questioned with bewilderment, “Why would this ancient mirror show the avatar of the Amitabha Buddha Emperor?”

Jian Zixu’s voice joined in, “What is the origin of this ancient mirror? Why have we never encountered or heard of it before?”

Jian Yanjin, Luo Chengtian, and the others observed the avatar of the Amitabha Buddha Emperor, then shifted their gaze to the ancient mirror, their faces etched with deep confusion.

Despite its nature as a mere avatar, Fu Daosheng, Li Baitian, and the others maintained a posture of deep reverence.

After all, the Amitabha Buddha Emperor stood as a legendary figure comparable to their own ancestors, embodying profound compassion and wisdom, a master of ultimate Buddhist techniques, thus deserving of their utmost respect.

“Good heavens!”

Bujie couldn’t help but exclaim, his voice filled with awe, “This ancient mirror actually reflects the avatar of the Amitabha Buddha Emperor! How incredibly astonishing!”

“Could it be,” Xu Ying mused aloud, “that the Amitabha Buddha Emperor deliberately left an avatar within this ancient mirror, only to reveal itself now?”

“That seems plausible,”

Yun Longxiang nodded, stroking his chin thoughtfully, “Perhaps the sheer intensity of this current battle compelled the ancient mirror to manifest.”

Luo Xingchu voiced another question, “But what precisely is the origin of this ancient mirror?”

At this precise moment.

Even as Xu Ying and his companions engaged in discussion, the other attendees present also began to converse amongst themselves.

In mere moments.

A ripple of excitement spread across various regions of the Jiuzhou Immortal Domain, with many individuals stirring and ascending into the sky, directing their gazes towards the direction of the Xumi Sacred Land.

“Who was speaking just now? Their voice resonated with such immense power, it seemed to echo throughout the entirety of the Jiuzhou Immortal Domain!”

“Does this signify that the conflict at the Xumi Sacred Land has not yet concluded?!”

“The current state of this battle remains entirely unknown!”

“Should we venture forth to observe?”

“Then let us proceed to witness it!”

Across the vast expanse of the Jiuzhou Immortal Domain, countless individuals engaged in fervent discussion about this unfolding battle.

Furthermore, a considerable number were already making their way towards the Xumi Sacred Land, eager to witness the spectacle firsthand.

At this point in time.

High above the Xumi Sacred Land.

The manifestation known as the Ten Thousand Skills of All Buddhas stood majestically in the sky.

An avatar of the Amitabha Buddha Emperor was depicted in a seated posture upon a platform of golden lotus flowers.

Brilliant golden Buddhist luminescence bathed the entirety of the Xumi Sacred Land and extended across the entire Ling Province of the West Desert.

Millions of devoted monks from the Xumi Sacred Land, alongside followers from all prominent Buddhist Path forces, knelt respectfully in the sky, upon the mountains, and across the land.

Numerous onlookers situated at a distance also bowed their heads in reverence.

As for the mutated beasts, they were all observed to be crouched low to the ground, quivering with palpable fear.

Just then.

The avatar of the Amitabha Buddha Emperor slowly began to speak, its voice resonating with the clarity of a grand bell, “The Bodhi has no tree, the bright mirror is also not a stand; fundamentally, there is nothing, where would dust settle. I had foreseen this calamity long ago, and thus, I left an avatar within this San Sheng Ancient Mirror…”

Upon hearing these words.

“The San Sheng Ancient Mirror?!”

Yang Luo’s expression shifted to one of immediate astonishment, “This is the San Sheng Ancient Mirror?!”

“Unbelievable!”

Bujie echoed his shock, “Brother Yang, is this the San Sheng Ancient Mirror you have been searching for?!”

Xu Ying, Ning Jianfeng, and Mo Qingkuang also turned their attention towards the ancient mirror hanging in the distant sky.

They were all aware of Yang Luo’s persistent quest to find the San Sheng Ancient Mirror.

It was widely known that the San Sheng Ancient Mirror supposedly chronicled events from a profound battle that occurred over a millennium ago.

Yang Luo’s fists tightened, his gaze fixed upon the San Sheng Ancient Mirror, his body trembling with nascent excitement.

His dedicated search for the San Sheng Ancient Mirror had yielded no results until this very moment.

It was entirely unexpected that the San Sheng Ancient Mirror would materialize within the confines of the Xumi Sacred Land.

Whether it truly preserves the accounts of that ancient conflict or holds the key to unraveling the mysteries of his own origins remained to be seen.

“Could it truly be the San Sheng Ancient Mirror?!”

“What is this San Sheng Ancient Mirror? I’ve never heard of it before!”

“I recall reading about it in an ancient scroll; it is described as an exceptionally potent Dharma artifact, capable of reflecting the past, present, and future!”

“Indeed, I too have heard tales of the San Sheng Ancient Mirror; legend has it that it holds the record of the battle that transpired over a thousand years ago!”

A wave of murmurs spread amongst all the assembled attendees, their shock palpable.

At this juncture.

The avatar of the Amitabha Buddha Emperor directed its gaze towards the assembled congregation of monks and continued, “I established the Xumi Sacred Land and imparted the ultimate Buddhist techniques so that you all might cultivate goodness, thereby aiding in the salvation of all sentient beings. This was not intended for you to wage war, instigate conflict, cast living beings into suffering, and drown the lands in blood…”

Da Qian Buddha King clasped his hands together, stating, “Ancestor, our disciple Li Wenchan became infatuated with the mortal realm, conspiring with a sorceress and birthing a demon, thus disgracing our Buddhist Path!

Out of compassion, we spared their lives, merely confining them within our Xumi Sacred Land for atonement!

However, the Wa Palace and Jiuli Demon Palace, along with other significant powers, incited a catastrophic war to secure their release, leading to widespread suffering and rivers flowing with blood!”

The Amitabha Buddha Emperor sighed profoundly, speaking with measured cadence, “As fate dictates, it arrives and departs; when individuals converge, they eventually diverge; when a primal origin ascends, it thrives; when it descends, it perishes; all existence emerges from an origin, bound by destiny.

Since Li Wenchan and Mo Xi are destined by the heavens, why must we strive to keep them apart.

Let this conflict cease now; you must all henceforth dedicate yourselves to virtuous deeds, preserving lives, offering salvation to all beings, and sincerely seeking absolution for your transgressions…”

“Amitabha Buddha… We shall honor the ancestor’s command!”

Da Qian Buddha King bowed once more, pressing his palms together.

“We shall honor the ancestor’s command!”

“We heed the decree of Amitabha Buddha!”

The monks from Xumi Sacred Land and all the major Buddhist Path factions bowed in unison again.

The Amitabha Buddha Emperor then turned his gaze back to Li Wenchan, addressing him softly, “Wenchan, you possess an affinity with me, having received my ultimate Buddhist techniques. You ought to devote yourself to goodness.

Since you have chosen the mortal world, pursuing cultivation within it is not necessarily a flawed decision.

All phenomena in motion are transient, like dreams and illusions, akin to morning dew or flashes of lightning; perceive them as such…”

Li Wenchan’s eyes welled up, and he bowed deeply, “This junior will deeply engrave the ancestor’s teachings in his heart!”

Mo Xi also knelt, her voice thick with emotion, “We are immensely grateful to Amitabha Buddha Emperor for granting our wish!”

Hearing the profound words the Amitabha Buddha Emperor imparted to Li Wenchan.

Yang Luo inwardly let out a sigh, his respect for the Amitabha Buddha Emperor escalating even further!

This is indeed a supremely enlightened monk who has attained the Dao!

His compassion is boundless, he is unburdened by worldly trifles, possesses immense wisdom, and is truly worthy of veneration!

No, the Amitabha Buddha Emperor is no longer merely a monk, but has truly become a Buddha!

Subsequently, the Amitabha Buddha Emperor shifted his attention to Bujie.

Upon meeting the direct gaze of the Amitabha Buddha Emperor.

Bujie trembled uncontrollably.

In that singular moment, he felt as though his very essence had been laid bare and understood by the Amitabha Buddha Emperor.

The Amitabha Buddha Emperor spoke gently, “Bujie, although you embody neither pure Buddha nor pure demon, you are simultaneously both. As the blossom unfolds to reveal two perspectives, the distinction between Buddha and demon lies merely in a single thought. The path you ultimately tread and the way you choose to follow rests entirely within your heart; remain true to your inner self…”