Chapter 1480: Ma Rulai

“Maha!”

In Qin Mu’s multi-layered dreams, countless miniature Qin Mus gathered together. Some appeared solemn, others had a wild aura. Some wore short animal-skin shorts and tunics, with unkempt beards, resembling savages, while others were like gentle scholars. Still others, barefoot and carrying knives, resembled butchers, and some carried themselves with the air of an esteemed master.

One by one, monk Qin Mus also arrived, like enlightened Buddhas, their bodies radiating brilliant Buddhist light.

All these tiny Qin Mus from the dreams assembled in the dreamscape surrounding Qin Mu’s primordial spirit.

Qin Mu’s primordial spirit was vast; his body soared through layers of dreams, like a Sumeru Mountain piercing through countless worlds.

The many tiny Qin Mus spoke freely, sharing their views and racking their brains to analyze the principles of the Mi Luo Palace Primordial Saint’s divine abilities and how to avoid having their minds assimilated by the Mi Luo Palace Primordial Saint.

For the first few days, all was peaceful. On the third day, one tiny Qin Mu was passionately explaining how he would break the Primordial Saint’s spells when, in the midst of his excitement, the "Maha Maha" sounds he was uttering suddenly changed.

“What Heaven imparts is called Human Nature; conformity to this nature is called the Path; cultivating the Path is called Instruction…”

He immediately became an anomaly among the many tiny Qin Mus, who swarmed him and beat him to death on the spot.

However, it wasn't long before another tiny Qin Mu was assimilated, transforming into a scripture reciter. Even when they were killed, new tiny Qin Mus constantly fell victim.

“Maha!”“Guji!”

In the dream, countless tiny Qin Mus fell into disarray. At this moment, a Buddha Qin Mu stood up and formed the Immovable Seal. A resounding clang, like a great bell, echoed throughout the entire space, subduing the chaotic little figures and steadying their minds.

Golden springs gushed forth beneath the Buddha Qin Mu's feet, from which lotus flowers rose, lifting him up in a sacred and solemn manner. Countless tiny Qin Mus looked towards him.

“Ma! Ha!”

The Buddha Qin Mu formed a seal and slowly sat down. He recited Buddhist scriptures that outsiders would find incomprehensible, but the bewildered tiny Qin Mus seemed to understand them, and one by one, they sat on the ground, following the Buddha Qin Mu in recitation.

A magnificent scene unfolded in Qin Mu’s multi-layered dreams, as tens of thousands, even millions, of Qin Mus densely covered the vast plains, like a monastic assembly, each reciting the same Buddhist scripture in unison, their voices growing increasingly resonant and unified!

The sound was like a torrent of faith, sweeping through all dreams, vast and expansive. Though incomprehensible, it was profoundly awe-inspiring!

His dreams were like countless Buddha-lands, countless Buddhist realms. Buddhist light expanded from each dream, illuminating boundless space, and the grand Buddhist chanting was vast and calming, soothing the minds and souls of people.

Granny Si, Mute, Blindie, and others, upon seeing this scene, couldn't help but sigh in relief. Cripple, having recuperated for several days, was much better than before and also felt his worries ease upon witnessing this.

Granny Si put down her divine bow and whispered, “The Buddhist teachings of Great Thunderclap Temple are a study of the mind, not merely faith, but conviction—a training of the spirit. Perhaps it can contend with that Mi Luo Palace Primordial Saint.”

Cripple's face was still somewhat sallow as he said, “Mu'er has elevated his conviction, achieving a mind as steadfast as Vajra and subduing his restless mind. No one in the world should be able to disturb his mind now.”

The group waited in silence. On the tenth day, an incongruous sound suddenly emerged within the torrent of Buddhist chants in Qin Mu's dreams!

Granny Si and the others' eyes twitched as they saw thousands of Qin Mus, like great Buddhas, seated within the various heavens surrounding Qin Mu's primordial spirit, and the disturbing sound emanated from the lowest layer of heavens.

“...‘Centrality’ is the great root of all under Heaven; ‘Harmony’ is the pervasive path of all under Heaven…”

This sound disrupted the Buddhist teachings. The interference was not strong, but like a plague, it gradually began to infect other tiny Qin Mus.

Granny Si and the others' expressions grew increasingly solemn. They watched as the second tiny Qin Mu was assimilated and soon began reciting the Mi Luo Palace Primordial Saint's scriptures, followed by the third, the fourth…

Eventually, hundreds of tiny Qin Mus were assimilated, and the speed of infection rapidly increased. It spread relentlessly towards the center, with more tiny Qin Mus constantly being assimilated and layers of dreams being corrupted!

Granny Si's face was grim. She picked up the divine bow she had discarded and gripped it tightly.

Cripple stared at her hand, then his gaze fell upon the divine bow she held. His expression suddenly darkened. “Granny, what are you trying to do?”

“None of your business!” Granny Si said coldly, her eyes still fixed intently on Qin Mu's dreams.

Cripple paced back and forth, agitated. Suddenly, he moved swiftly, lunging for the long bow in Granny Si's hand!

Granny Si had been prepared. She raised her other palm, and a series of rumbling sounds erupted. Geomagnetic primal power burst from her palm, layer upon layer of powerful geomagnetic divine abilities pressing down on Cripple, like mountains successively weighing him down, forcing him to the ground, unable to unleash his speed!

“Cripple, you were severely injured earlier; you don't understand the full situation!” Granny Si said angrily, drawing her divine bow. Her gaze was still fixed intently on the constantly assimilated tiny Qin Mus in the dream, yet her drawn divine bow was aimed directly at Qin Mu's primordial spirit in the center of the dream heavens.

“I don't know!”

Cripple pushed against the ground with his limbs, struggling to stand, but several more rumbling sounds pressed down, forcing him to the ground once more. Cripple's eyes were bloodshot and crimson as he struggled, hissing, “Si Youyou, you old hag! I don't know why you absolutely have to shoot Mu'er! But I do know that you picked Mu'er up, but every time, you were the one who sent him away! Every time you found him troublesome to raise, and every time, I was the one who stole him back!”

Unable to break free from the powerful geomagnetic divine ability, he suddenly roared, “I was the one who raised Mu'er! Primordial Spirit Swaps the Sun!”

His body remained still, but his primordial spirit emerged from his body, and with a swoosh, it broke through the powerful geomagnetic divine ability, instantly appearing beside Granny Si and reaching for the divine bow.

Granny Si withdrew her divine bow, and with a swish of her robes as she turned, geomagnetic divine light transformed into countless stars. The astral energy between these stars formed chains, weaving and crisscrossing up and down, laying out a vast 'Heavenly Net'!

Cripple's primordial spirit charged into the Heavenly Net but was not ensnared. Instead, it swiftly darted through the starry space, and he angrily declared, “If it weren't for me, Mu'er would have been given away to someone else by you long ago! If you want to kill him, kill me first!”

His primordial spirit suddenly expanded, becoming incredibly majestic. Moving stars and shifting constellations, he disrupted Granny Si's divine abilities, his divine thief techniques displayed to their fullest extent!

“Cripple, don't act recklessly!”

Blindie flew forward, his divine abilities erupting, immediately complementing Granny Si's divine abilities. Their combined divine abilities formed a perfect synergy!

Blindie utilized the stars and constellations formed by Granny Si's geomagnetic divine light to set up various formations, trapping Cripple completely. His mastery of formations was unparalleled in Eternal Peace; even Yan Yunxi, the foremost formation master of the Founding Emperor era, held him in high regard.

Cripple was furious. His primordial spirit's speed reached its peak, and he sharply retorted, “I've passed through the Hall of Scents; do you think I'd be afraid of a dead blind man like you?!”

Blindie also became enraged. He leaped into the midst of the stars, personally taking command of the formations and raising the Dragon's Reach Divine Spear. He angrily challenged, “Seals are dead, but formations are alive! Do you think you can escape from this formation?”

The two clashed, fighting fiercely, their figures continuously darting through the starry space.

Meanwhile, Mute watched Qin Mu's dreamscape. He saw that in this short time, Qin Mu's dreams had been almost entirely corrupted, with only the last Buddha Qin Mu remaining unassimilated.

That Buddha Qin Mu recited Buddhist scriptures, striving to resist the billions of assimilated tiny Qin Mus, but his recitation of the scriptures was faltering.

“If we don't act now, it will be too late.” Mute sighed and looked at Granny Si.

Granny Si gritted her teeth, drew her divine bow, and was about to shoot an arrow to kill Qin Mu's primordial spirit, when suddenly, outside the Great Black Mountain, Buddhist light burst forth, and grand Sanskrit chanting resounded. Granny Si looked back to see a middle-aged Great Buddha stepping forward amidst layers of Buddhist light.

“Master Ma…”