It was him!
Fang Xin looked at the scene in the bronze mirror.
The person he had trampled underfoot was none other than Yang Haosi’s uncle, Jiang Weiqi.
He was the one who had gone to Sky Shield Academy to capture Fang Xin earlier.
Fang Xin looked at the scene in the Rewind Treasure Mirror.
He didn't know why the Rewind Treasure Mirror would show him killing Jiang Weiqi.
Moreover, Jiang Weiqi's cultivation level was so high; for Fang Xin to kill Jiang Weiqi seemed a bit unrealistic.
As the saying goes, leave professional matters to professionals.
Fang Xin closed his eyes and opened the Blood Ring.
As expected, Buddhist light filled the entire Buddhist hall.
Fang Xin adapted briefly and looked at Situ Shenshu within the Blood Ring.
“What is the function of this Rewind Treasure Mirror?”
Situ Shenshu chuckled, “It seems you’ve found the Rewind Treasure Mirror. The Rewind Treasure Mirror is one of the Buddhist sect’s most treasured artifacts. This item has two functions: the first is to allow the user to return to a certain point in time in the past, with their state restored to its peak! The second function is to be able to see a person’s future!
However, if you want to see the future, you must believe in Buddhism, and you must believe in the Future Buddha!”
Fang Xin looked at the Rewind Treasure Mirror on the Buddha statue’s chest.
From this, it seemed that the scene in the Rewind Treasure Mirror was a scene Fang Xin would experience in the future, and at this moment, the Rewind Treasure Mirror was right on the Future Buddha’s statue, which also met the potential condition for the Rewind Treasure Mirror to see the future.
Unexpectedly, the scene changed again. The image in the Rewind Treasure Mirror gradually distorted. When it re-stabilized, the image showed Fang Xin dressed in a black robe, riding a majestic and powerful divine beast, with numerous figures behind him. Huang Xiue and Xiahou Wu stood to Fang Xin’s left and right, and the swaying banner was embroidered with the words “Seven Killings Sect.”
The scene changed very quickly, and a new scene appeared again. In the image, Jiang Xiaoyu stood opposite Fang Xin, and Jiang Xiaoyu was actually wearing a church uniform.
Before Fang Xin could react, new scenes appeared on the mirror surface again. Fang Xin’s eyes were bloodshot, and he held something in his hand.
A blood-stained sunny doll!
The scenes changed faster and faster, so quickly that they were overwhelming and almost indistinguishable. But just as the scenes rapidly changed to an extreme, the image suddenly froze.
Fang Xin stood atop a mountain of corpses.
A brilliant light burst from his chest, and the person behind him pierced Fang Xin’s chest.
After seeing this scene, Fang Xin felt a tingling sensation all over his body.
Subconsciously, Fang Xin immediately jumped onto the divine platform, to the chest of the Buddha statue, to carefully examine the figure who had stabbed him.
Fang Xin had seen this scene once before.
And this time, Fang Xin was determined to get a clear look at the other person.
Fang Xin leaned on the Rewind Treasure Mirror on the Buddha’s chest and looked closely.
The other person wore a wide robe, and a hood covered half of their face, so their face was not clearly seen. But this time, Fang Xin clearly saw an emblem on the other person’s clothes.
Fang Xin was incredibly familiar with this emblem.
The emblem of the Church!
Besides that, through the slightly open collar, Fang Xin saw the other person’s exaggerated pectoral muscles; it was a woman.
And there was a six-pointed star birthmark on the other person’s chest.
The Church, a woman, and such large breasts.
Combining this with the previous prophecies from the King of Slaughter and that old woman, a person flashed through Fang Xin’s mind.
It could only be Chu Xinyao.
Chu Xinyao was a member of the Church, and her father held a high position. Although Chu Xinyao used to wear a loose school uniform, Fang Xin had seen her outside of school many times, and her pectoral muscles were quite impressive.
However, in the scene just now, the woman who killed Fang Xin had a six-pointed star birthmark on her chest.
Fang Xin hadn’t verified whether the person he was thinking of had this, and of course, he wouldn’t be rude enough to verify it.
He couldn’t just go up and ask, “Sister, let me see yours,” like that pervert he saw on the forum before.
But if it really was her.
Then what was her motive for killing him?
Thinking of this, Fang Xin suddenly took a breath. The reasons for the Church to want to kill Fang Xin were far too many.
The Church sending people to the God and Demon Ruins to kill him this time was the best example.
However, Chu Xinyao was like an undercover agent, providing Fang Xin with information again and again. They had grown up together, and it wouldn't be so dramatic that Chu Xinyao would kill him for the Church.
Fang Xin still wanted to look more closely, to figure out who that woman with the exaggerated pectoral muscles was.
Unexpectedly, the entire scene was engulfed in blood-red, submerging all the original images.
Huh?
No way!
Oh, for crying out loud!
Fang Xin wiped the Rewind Treasure Mirror, wanting to look more closely, but as soon as his hand touched the Rewind Treasure Mirror, with a clang, the Rewind Treasure Mirror actually fell from the Buddha statue’s chest.
Seeing this, Fang Xin quickly reached out and caught the Rewind Treasure Mirror.
But in the next second.
Boom!
A huge tremor echoed throughout the entire Buddhist hall.
The roaring sound was deafening, as if the entire world was violently shaking.
The dust suspended in the void seemed like golden specks of starlight, now swaying within the shaking Buddhist hall like a floating river of stars.
A grand Sanskrit chant emanated from the Buddhist hall and even the entire Lingzhao Mountain.
On the murals on the walls, the figures in those scenes began to stir again, as if they had come to life.
This time, besides the central Buddha statue, the surrounding statues of Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Venerables also emitted Buddhist light.
The Buddhist light and the murals intertwined, seemingly suppressing the evil demons and heretics within the murals.
A vast Sanskrit chant came from the void.
Gaté, Gaté, Paragaté, Parasamgaté, Bodhi Svaha!
Voice after voice enveloped the entire Lingzhao Mountain.
Below, on the prayer mats, clusters of light appeared. Within these light clusters, indistinctly visible were monks, hands pressed together, chanting scriptures in unison.
Under the sunlight, the golden dust floating in the void miraculously formed lines of Sanskrit text, imprinting themselves onto the murals.
The stirring evil demons and heretics within the murals were suppressed by the overwhelming Sanskrit text.
Fang Xin’s gaze shifted, and he saw Miao Neng suddenly disappear from the scene, as if he had been erased from the mural.
The other small figures in the murals were fighting frantically.
Dark figures surged, at first glance, like countless ants attacking each other, a veritable feast for those with trypophobia.
The Sanskrit chant was deafening, and the Sanskrit characters formed by the dust passed through Fang Xin’s body. Fang Xin only felt a warm sensation throughout his body, and he couldn't help but feel compassion, even wanting to join the chanting monks.
But this thought had just arisen.
It was instantly shattered by the sudden burst of murderous intent in his heart.
Fang Xin sobered up.
Situ Shenshu’s voice came.
“Master, do not be deceived by the Buddhist sect’s filthy methods of enlightenment! Get me out of here!”
Fang Xin raised his hand and grabbed into the Blood Ring.
Situ Shenshu grabbed Fang Xin’s hand in return.
Visibly, Situ Shenshu, who was suppressed in the mural, was being pulled out of the scene by a suddenly appearing hand.
Just as Situ Shenshu was being pulled out by Fang Xin.
Two voices came from within the mural.
“Misca! Mosca!”
