The Reverse Palm of the Tathagata? The crimson and black waves of slaughter were on the verge of extinguishing Lin Tong’s radiant sunlight. A thick stench of blood and death surged into his nostrils. Gu Liang’s spirit shuddered, and without another moment’s hesitation, he extended his right hand and murmured softly:
“Come forth, Golden Cloth!”
A streak of golden light shone brightly, and Buddhist chants echoed in his ears. Gu Liang felt his right hand become heavier as it was wrapped in transparent, golden armor. The armor was smooth and elegant in design, radiating an unimaginable vast and mighty power that gave the impression of a deity descending directly into the world.
His inner cosmos raged and burned furiously, and Gu Liang seemed to stand in an endless starry sky. Around him were countless brilliant stars. Even his former investments of wisdom began to take root and sprout, growing into extraordinary powers.
His eyes held galaxies, and his right hand naturally pushed forward as he shouted a thunderous command: “Namo!”
From the palm of his golden glove burst a pure and serene light of purification, like a stellar explosion sweeping through the entire corridor. Yet it did not affect the bricks or wood, merely causing the smiling, grotesque corpses and the red-and-black waves of genocide to vanish into thin air.
Brilliant and immaculate light reached everywhere, boundless in radiance and eternal in life!
The pressure on Lin Tong eased instantly. She watched as Gu Liang, clad in a blue woolen police officer’s coat, passed by her and ascended step by step toward the third floor entrance, his right hand adorned with a divine golden gauntlet. Around him was purity and peace, exuding a sense of bliss.
The high-ranking leader of the Anti-Buddhist sect narrowed his eyes and growled lowly, “Is this the reincarnation of the Buddha?”
With his hands forming mysterious mudras, he prepared to unleash the Tathagata’s Reverse Palm once again.
But at that moment, Gu Liang spread the five fingers of his right hand, gleaming golden, and focused radiant light into the void, revealing brilliant starlines surrounding the Anti-Buddhist leader.
Thunderous echoes resounded, and a Buddha preached:
“In this world, there are six paths; cause and effect are inseparable. Doing good deeds leads to celestial beings, while committing evil leads to falling into hell…”
As the Buddhist chants reverberated, Gu Liang’s solemn voice rang out again, and the light from his palm suddenly erupted:
“Six Paths of Reincarnation!”
In the blinding light, the Anti-Buddhist leader was instantly surrounded by a series of smiling apparitions. Some were missing arms, others lacked eyes or intestines, their bodies dripping with blood. They tugged at the leader’s clothes, shoes, arms, and legs, crying out in pain and desperation: “Come to hell with us!”
“No!” Crimson mist surged, and mountains of blades and seas of fire emerged. The Anti-Buddhist leader let out a piercing scream as these apparitions dragged him forcibly into the Hell Path.
Light flashed, and the illusions of the Six Paths of Reincarnation vanished. The Anti-Buddhist leader, dressed in a red-and-black grotesque robe, lay at the entrance to the third floor, curled up, his expression twisted in agony as if he had endured immense suffering before death, yet his body bore no wounds whatsoever.
Such power… Gu Liang withdrew his right hand in astonishment, carefully examining it. Golden and immaculate, it was indelible.
This was practically the power of a god!
The corridor became serene and clean. The blood-soaked intestines and skinless arms had vanished, as had the smiling corpses. Both Gu Liang and Lin Tong were lost in thought, stunned for a while before finally regaining their senses.
By then, the Virgo Golden Cloth component on Gu Liang’s right hand had already disappeared without a trace.
How many offerings would it take to truly be granted the Virgo Golden Cloth? This thought arose naturally in his mind.
“Check the bodies and search for clues,” Lin Tong said, giving Gu Liang a deep look without asking further. Pretending nothing had happened, she ascended the stairs to the third floor entrance. Peering inside, she saw heavy curtains drawn tightly, the room dark. Everywhere were bottles and jars containing pale yellow liquid, each holding human eyes—soaking in them.
Being “watched” by these eyes, even someone as composed as Lin Tong couldn’t help but shudder. Looking closer, she found tongues, hearts, and male and female reproductive organs—terrifying and repulsive.
“The Anti-Buddhists are truly inhuman!” Lin Tong cursed angrily.
Concerned about further anomalies, knowing she could handle them but her team members couldn’t, she chose not to call for backup. Instead, she and Gu Liang, who had clearly surpassed the average level of the Special Operations Division, split up to inspect the scene.
Gu Liang first put on white gloves and crouched to examine the bodies. He found the Anti-Buddhist leader indeed bore no wounds, nor broken bones or internal injuries. It appeared as if vengeful spirits had dragged his soul into hell.
“Is this the Six Paths of Reincarnation of the Buddhist organization?” he mused, then continued checking the deceased’s belongings.
“Red-and-black inverted swastika flag… two telegrams… a cipher book… and relics?” At the end of his search, Gu Liang discovered two relics. One was the one he had sensed—golden in hue, shimmering like crystal, radiating purity and compassion, as though embodying the essence of salvation for all beings. The other resembled congealed blood, with a black core that exuded slaughter, bloodshed, and genocide.
Before he could contemplate further, a thunderous voice of the God of Calamities and Storms echoed in his ears: “Sacrifice both relics to gain offerings.”
Could this be exchanged for offerings? Gu Liang glanced at Lin Tong, who had found some documents and was reading the telegrams and cipher book he had previously retrieved, frowning in concentration without noticing him. Taking the opportunity, Gu Liang brought the Eye of Wishes on his finger close to the two “relics.”
As soon as they touched, the two “relics” disintegrated. One transformed into a golden figure, rescuing all beings, while the other turned red-and-black into a demon, embodying genocide. Both rushed into the Eye of Wishes and vanished completely.
The core of the Eye of Wishes, which had dimmed after borrowing the Golden Cloth, became profound once more.
“I must accumulate more to realize better wishes…” Gu Liang thought to himself.
Suddenly, his inner cosmos naturally rotated, constellations appeared, and he felt a resonance with the Anti-Buddhist leader’s forehead. Yin and Yang attracted each other, and Buddha and demon energies clashed!
A red-and-black inverted swastika appeared on the Anti-Buddhist leader’s forehead. Gu Liang felt the strange sensation of the corpse becoming part of his own body. With a thought, he saw the corpse shakily stand up, causing Lin Tong to instinctively emit radiant sunlight.
“Director Lin, it’s me! I found I can control this corpse,” Gu Liang quickly explained.
Lin Tong was momentarily stunned, then smiled: “Perfect!”
“Perfect for what?” Gu Liang asked, puzzled.
Lin Tong, full of determination, said: “According to the documents and decoded telegrams from the cipher book, I discovered the Anti-Buddhists are preparing a grand plan. They first create various divine artifacts, then incite wars, and during the chaos, sacrifice a bustling city to resurrect the Anti-Buddha.”
“The Anti-Buddha briefly returned decades ago to set these things in motion, but later, for unknown reasons, there was no further response.”
“Now that you can control this corpse, we’ll temporarily pretend we haven’t discovered this place. You can use him to contact other Anti-Buddhist members, uncover the location of the sect leader and core inheritance, and ultimately destroy them completely!”
Gu Liang, for the sake of offerings, slightly hesitated before nodding: “Understood, Director.”
He tested briefly and found his control over the corpse didn’t extend beyond a hundred meters. Thus, he planned to rent an apartment nearby, while Lin Tong would conceal the situation from the lower-level Special Operations Division members and explain matters to the incoming inspectors and senior inspectors.
…
Several days passed quietly without anyone contacting the Anti-Buddhist leader. Though Gu Liang had to remain confined at home, he found cultivating his inner cosmos quite interesting and didn’t feel restless.
Late that night, a knocking sound—knock knock knock—echoed. Gu Liang manipulated the Anti-Buddhist leader to open the door, revealing a line of devout followers entering one after another, filling the apartment.
“Divine Messenger, it is time for the sacrifice again. Please preside over the ceremony,” the leading follower respectfully said.
Sacrifice? Ceremony? Gu Liang recalled the documents he had read and solemnly said: “You all prepare first.”
It turned out this leader was one of the Divine Messengers!
The followers dispersed and began dancing around the leader controlled by Gu Liang, their movements filled with primal savagery and desire. One by one, they gradually became entranced, their faces showing eerie smiles, then knelt down and drew out knives.
At that moment, Gu Liang noticed they all lacked fingers, and their bodies were covered in scars, clearly having mutilated themselves to please the Anti-Buddha and complete the sacrifice.
What should he do? As a police officer with a basically good nature, Gu Liang couldn’t bear to imagine what would happen next.
Could he calmly watch them harm themselves?
No, he had to stop them!
But how? The only idea Gu Liang had was to request help from the God of Calamities and Storms in the form of a wish!
After consuming some contributions, he heard the god’s voice and received guidance, his expression becoming strange.
As the followers were about to slash with their knives, suddenly they heard the Divine Messenger’s magnetic, deep voice: “Wait a moment.”
For some unknown reason, this voice was particularly trustworthy and impossible to disobey, as if they were facing the Anti-Buddha himself.
“The Anti-Buddha is not satisfied with the previous ceremony and has made modifications. Follow me to learn the revised version,” Gu Liang, speaking through the Divine Messenger, manipulated the leader while his inner cosmos rotated, disturbing their minds.
The leading follower immediately said: “Please guide us, Divine Messenger.”
The Divine Messenger nodded and suddenly looked solemn and dignified:
“We begin the ceremony: The Seventh Set of Calisthenics!”
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