Their bellies swelled rapidly, like balls being inflated.
Moreover, the condition spread throughout their bodies.
In the blink of an eye, the five Giant Kings bloated to over thirty zhang, and their skin stretched until it was covered with countless cracks.
The Fire Giant King was startled, but quickly understood and exclaimed angrily:
"Breath Soil! It’s Breath Soil!"
"This bald monk, he actually ate a lot of Breath Soil before he died!"
He hurriedly grabbed a nearby Giant King and decisively activated his source, melting his abdomen and burning away the entire stomach along with the Breath Soil.
In this way, he barely rescued him from the brink of explosion.
But it was too late for the other four.
Boom boom boom boom——
Among the four thunderous explosions, four Giant Kings exploded into blood on the spot, drenching the other Giant Kings like a torrential downpour.
The Fire Giant King, Water Giant King, and the remaining Giant Kings all stood still in shock.
No one expected that the Bodhisattva would use Breath Soil to perish with the enemy again.
He took down as many as six Giant Kings by himself!
This loss was too heavy!
Jiang Fan was also thrown into great shock.
The last time he went to White Horse Temple, the Bodhisattva had asked for a handful of Breath Soil.
He thought it was prepared for a disciple.
It turns out it was reserved for himself.
He had long prepared for today’s events.
"Bodhisattva..." Jiang Fan murmured lowly, left with only admiration in his heart.
At this moment.
A beam of Buddha Light shone upon Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan suddenly looked up, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes. Was it the Bodhisattva?
Could he still be alive?
But when he saw the source of the Buddha Light, he was slightly shocked.
It was Dharma Seal.
He gazed at the place where the Bodhisattva had fallen, looking at those familiar remnants of the Kasaya, his eyes filled with sorrow.
Paths of Buddha Light surged from his body outward, gradually turning him into a golden figure.
"Dharma Seal..."
Yuwei turned her head and looked at him, watching the Buddhist Power that should have long dissipated and changed her face again and again.
Dharma Seal placed one palm against his chest and murmured:
"Buddha once saw an eagle preying on a dove, felt compassion, and saved the dove."
"The eagle asked: If I don’t eat the dove, I’ll starve to death. You saved the dove, who will save me?"
"Buddha said: Eat my flesh."
"So, Buddha cut his own flesh and fed it to the eagle."
"In ancient times, Buddha cut his flesh to feed the eagle. Now, the Bodhisattva sacrifices himself to the demons."
"Why should I remain untouched?"
The Buddha Light on his body grew increasingly intense. He turned to look at Yuwei beside him.
He glanced down at their clasped hands.
He gently let go of Yuwei’s hand, clasped his palms together, and said:
"Buddhism is now empty, I must return."
He was actually returning to Buddhism.
In fact, Dharma Seal’s heart had never left Buddhism.
Yuwei’s beautiful face trembled slightly, asking, "Why?"
"I’ve been with you for so long, and you still can’t forget Buddhism?"
Dharma Seal gazed deeply into Yuwei’s eyes, his gaze filled with bitterness, and said:
"I love Buddhism, I love the Taicang State, I love Central Earth, I love the living beings."
Yuwei, unwilling, pleaded, "What about me?"
Dharma Seal closed his eyes, and after a painful struggle, he slowly opened them and smiled with relief: