this infinite world

Immeasurable light, immeasurable life.

This naming style reveals that these two moves are Jieyin's signature moves, comparable to Fuxi's Bagua Three Killing Moves, Nuwa's Heaven-Mending Finger and Nuwa God Finger... and their effects certainly live up to their impressive-sounding names.

Among them, "Boundless Light" is a flawless, all-encompassing killing move—wherever the Buddha's light shines, there is no distinction between inside and outside, near and far, up and down, or any other direction. All living beings existing in this world are within the attack range, and it even comes with corresponding effects of salvation and mental attack. If Yang Yun hadn't possessed "Cloud Waves and Dawn Mist," a completely new move that didn't belong to this multiverse, he probably would have had no choice but to confront it head-on, getting bogged down in a war of attrition.

"Immeasurable Life" is almost a shameless tactic. Compassionate vows flow like a mighty river, endlessly nourishing the Buddha's golden body. No matter how severe the injury, it will be completely restored under the boundless power of faith and the true essence of Buddhism, like trying to scoop water from a dried-up pond—a futile effort…

Even more remarkably, these two supernatural powers complement each other. "Infinite Light" is primarily offensive, like a net that leaves no escape for the enemy; "Infinite Life" is primarily defensive, like reincarnation, ensuring the perpetual continuation of one's lifespan.

In other words, if we compare the current scene to a challenging game, then the boss is the most despair-inducing type of opponent. Its "Boundless Light" is like a full-screen, indiscriminate AOE attack, bombarding from every angle and forcibly dragging the battle into a quagmire of attrition. What's even more despair-inducing is that this boss also has the heaven-defying setting of "Boundless Lifespan"—its health bar is just for show; no matter how much damage you deal, its status will always instantly return to full.

This is simply the most malicious combination in game design: an abnormal mechanism with super-strong recovery ability, coupled with a rogue skill that can kill the entire screen in an instant. It is a numerical monster that has no martial ethics... It's just that the person standing opposite Jieyin is Yang Yun. If an ordinary saint were to encounter this, he would probably have already been exhausted and defeated, and would have been converted into the Pure Land of Buddhism in an instant.

"It seems that you have already grasped the essence of my two techniques."

Seeing Yang Yun's furrowed brows, as if considering how to break the spell, Jieyin nodded slightly. The Buddhist light that had been shattered by the sword energy reassembled, transforming into countless miniature Mount Sumeru images. His wide sleeves fluttered without wind, and within them seemed to flicker with thousands of Buddhist lights: "I wonder if these two words, 'immeasurable,' still meet your standards, fellow Daoist?"

"The strategy is good, but the people involved are not good people."

In response to the words of guidance, Yang Yun smiled and conjured a Heavenly Crystal Sword in his hand again, replying, "In any case, you are not the real me here. Your moves cannot be executed at will, and there must be flaws... At this moment, if I were to completely erase you in an instant, I wonder if the word 'Boundless' would still be effective?"

—So what if you can regenerate health infinitely? I can wipe you out along with your health bar in one move. How are you going to deal with that?
Anyone who has reached this level must have a few trump cards up their sleeve. Yang Yun didn't believe it. Could Jieyin's move really block the "Chaos - The Great Dao" that surpasses everything?
"Indeed."

To Yang Yun's surprise, Jieyin nodded seriously: "After all, there are no strongest moves in this world, only the strongest people. Seeing your confidence and assurance of victory, you must still have one or two trump cards up your sleeve..."

"Then I shall have no choice but to abandon this physical form and reveal my true self."

—To discard this physical form and reveal one's true self?

What does he want to do?
Hearing Jieyin's words, Yang Yun narrowed his eyes, his pupils reflecting Jieyin's ambiguous smile. A chilling thought flashed through his mind like lightning… Could Jieyin be planning to sacrifice Melkor, a novice saint, to summon his true form to this world through a "sacrifice"? "Fellow Daoist, you worry too much. My intention in descending to this world to forge a benevolent connection with 'him' is already a clever trick."

As if guessing Yang Yun's thoughts, Jieyin suddenly shook his head and chuckled, his voice tinged with helplessness: "If it were truly the real body descending, His Majesty's Four Symbols, Five Elements, and Eight Trigrams Formation would be smashing down on my head the next moment."

"In other words, this arrival of Jieyin was not in the Human Emperor Fuxi's expectations, and he may have even paid a price to be able to take this journey..."

"Also, there is something I would like to ask you."

Leaving aside Yang Yun's inner thoughts, Jieyin seemed to have no intention of concealing any information. He spoke as if it were a casual conversation: "I wonder if you knew about the concept of 'mythical form' when you were alive?"

Mythological form? What is that?
This time, Yang Yun was truly bewildered, because he had never heard of this title before. Just as the term "Approaching Saint," which Melkor and Jieyin frequently used, was a unique realm classification in this universe, the so-called "Mythical Form" was likely a specific name given by local powerful beings to a certain state…

"It seems that the era in which you were active is much older than I thought."

Sometimes, silence itself is an answer. Jieyin had clearly gleaned some important information from this question, and even the tone of his voice seemed to rise slightly: "In that case, I will dare to demonstrate to you, fellow Daoist, what the true 'Mythical Form' is—"

In an instant, a magnificent hymn resounded throughout the heavens and earth!

That wasn't the chilling, blasphemous dark hymn of Melkor, a mere novice saint, but rather the most devout praise of millions of believers. The song seemed to come simultaneously from countless planes, containing the pure voices of children, the weathered chants of elders, and even the sacred chants of bodhisattvas from the heavens.

As the hymn sang, the form of the Guide began to shrink. His state was no longer that of the golden Buddha he had previously appeared, but rather, as if undergoing a metamorphosis, he revealed his true form. Simultaneously, countless illusory figures of kneeling believers emerged from the boundless Buddha light. They seemed to come from different eras and different worlds, yet they were all devoutly chanting the same name. Each syllable transformed into tangible golden runes, constructing a perfect Dharma image around the Guide… the most perfect “Buddha Dharma image” in their hearts!
Amitabha Buddha, with supernatural powers, can manifest freely in the ten directions.

Sometimes it appears as a large being, filling the entire void; sometimes it appears as a small body, sixteen or eighteen feet tall!

The chanting of countless believers merged into a mighty torrent, forming a magnificent hymn. Surrounded by this overwhelming sound wave, the venerable Jieyin, standing atop a nine-tiered lotus platform and towering sixteen feet tall, turned around with a sallow complexion. Staring at the extremely solemn Yang Yun, he slowly spoke: "I wonder, friend—"

"—Can you break through my all-out 'Golden Body'?" (End of Chapter)