CHAPTER 2937: CHAPTER 2935: POWER OF THE SUTRA

The Crane calculated in its heart and answered earnestly.

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As he approached Winterfell, Ethan Smith’s body came to a halt.

For some reason, he felt a vague unease, his perception of the powers of creation extremely acute.

The force here seemed to pose a potential threat to him.

Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil.

The world before him suddenly changed as the powers of creation poured into the Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil.

His pupil could now perceive all changes in the entire ten-thousand-meter space, even the Path of Laws were clearly displayed before Ethan Smith’s eyes.

In Winterfell, nothing unusual appeared at this moment.

People went about their usual tasks, but within each person’s divine soul, there was a faint Buddha Energy.

It was unlike any power Ethan Smith had ever seen, seemingly the power of faith.

Similar to the kind in Demonic Sacrifices, only this power was much more refined.

This force seemed to be what brought him that sense of danger.

Moreover, what puzzled Ethan Smith was that Winterfell’s population had decreased by about twenty percent, yet there were no rivers of blood like in Kunlun.

Furthermore, he wondered how such a multitude of people could pass on this power of faith?

Ethan Smith frowned, considering the rate at which it spread.

Soon, it would encompass the entire Holy Kingdom of Frederick Cohen, and by then, the power here would likely decrease again.

With a single thought, Ethan Smith transformed into a gentle breeze, entering Winterfell.

Instantly, his expression changed slightly.

Countless murmuring voices echoed in his mind, voices entirely unstoppable.

They were cries from the deepest parts of people’s hearts, silence, myriad, darkness, hope, all yearning for a glimmer of hope within.

The Buddha’s Light deep within their hearts was their strongest beacon of hope.

For this light, they would starve, let their children suffer, yet they would continue their cultivation steadfastly.

It was the voice of the entire populace of Winterfell, making him feel like a lone boat in a vast ocean.

The stronger the individual, the louder the voices that could be heard.

Terrifying power.

Ethan Smith steadied his divine soul.

As he explored, he discerned it was the simplest scripture technique.

Even ordinary people could cultivate, and the Buddha’s Light from their deepest thoughts would emerge after chanting the scriptures.

"Elder, may I take a look at this scripture?"

Ethan Smith knocked on the door and entered a slightly dilapidated hut.

On the bed lay a three-year-old infant, weak and with dry lips, seemingly deprived of congee for some time.

The elder chanting scriptures on the floor did not respond to Ethan Smith, her body pulsing with a trace of Buddha’s Light.

Immediately, a contented smile spread across her face.

Ethan Smith was silent for a moment, gently channeling Divine Power into the infant’s body.

He let her body absorb sufficient energy at every point before halting.

Seeing color return to the infant’s pale face, Ethan Smith placed her back on the bed.

Ethan Smith extended his divine sense, finding every household engaged similarly, countless individuals worshipping and reciting scriptures.

The Buddha Force summoned through cultivation revealed a deceptive illusion.

They immersed themselves in dreams of the afterlife, unconcerned with the harsh realities around them.

Wherever Ethan Smith looked, he witnessed countless tragic events.

He picked up a freshly printed Buddhist Scripture and began chanting.

A strand of Buddha Force gradually illuminated his body, as he sought to understand why this power drove people to madness.

The sound became ethereal, as if distancing from his body.

Then the sound grew immense, merging with the voices of those around him.

Whether it was related to his cultivation realm, in the end, Ethan Smith felt the scripture imprint onto his divine soul, inerasable.

After cultivation, he saw his transformation.

It was a vast, unparalleled power bestowed upon him, promising that if he worshipped it, he could achieve Buddhahood instantly, using the power granted by the Buddha to sweep away the world’s impurity.

A flame surged within Ethan Smith’s Sea of Knowledge.

The Ancestral Chaos Fire enveloped Ethan Smith’s divine soul, reducing it to flying ashes.

Under the Aura of the Night, Ethan Smith emerged from the Soul-Sealing.

He enveloped the immense Buddha Force in his hands with the powers of creation.

If he hadn’t eradicated himself in time, he might not have withstood the influence of the scriptures.

This simple scripture seemed to conceal a powerful Power of Buddha Dharma, connected to whoever created this force, and the greater their realm, the stronger its influence on them.

It’s no wonder that this power of Buddhism had occupied the Martial Saint Holy Kingdom in such a short time.

Moreover, it cleansed even Kunlun, and now this fire had descended here.

"Benefactor seems troubled in heart."

A force shattered the wall, a Level Twelve Pinnacle Force erupted against Ethan Smith.

Three faint presences attacked almost simultaneously from behind.

Three cultivators of the Path Spirit Realm, wielding the Power of the Waking Summit!

Hoo!

Ethan Smith’s body vanished.

Divine Axe!

He cradled the infant, bringing down a leg with force.

The powerful force kicked the three cultivators away, not dealing a lethal blow.

After all, each native’s power of faith related to the destiny energy of the Holy Kingdom of Frederick Cohen, needing further thought to see if they could be rescued from this scripture.

A Sword Light suddenly swept from behind Ethan Smith.

The terrifying Sword Energy exerted tremendous pressure, piercing his chest with a three-foot-long sword.

Ethan Smith squinted slightly, his body abruptly disappearing.

"Benefactor Ethan Smith, the killing intention within you is too great, even if you integrate it into the Great Dao, I can see your body, you shouldn’t harbor such anger."

Xerena Duncan drew the three-foot-long sword across her face.

With my sword as heaven and earth.

Heaven and Earth Toss!

He grasped the snow-white sword, as if holding the entire universe.

Unyielding Sword Intent emanated from him, he threw the sword with full strength.

In that instant, the sword exploded with a dazzling light.

The entire world dimmed, seemingly drawn to the sword’s blade.

It affected the laws of heaven and earth, power of the holy spirit!

Ping!

Countless Great Dao immersed into Ethan Smith’s left arm as he cut down the thrown sword.

A dazzling stream of red dripped from his left arm, Ethan Smith disappearing once more.

In the next moment, he struck Xerena Duncan’s back with a palm, surging the powers of creation to control her.

Then he tossed her into a space of the Divine Tree, he held a favorable view of Xerena Duncan.

Besides, Liora Blake had once gifted him a blade, prompting him to find a solution to lessen this Buddhist School’s force on Xerena Duncan.

However, Ethan Smith was quite astonished, knowing that Xerena Duncan’s Pinnacle Force was but a millennium old.