I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

Ousi wanted to take a deep breath, but he was worried that inhaling the black mist would worsen the situation, which troubled him greatly.

After calming himself down a bit, he was even more shocked.

My own spiritual energy... how could it be depleted so quickly?!

"Jingyang, this black mist seems to accelerate the consumption of your spiritual energy." Xiaodi's voice entered Jingyang's mind.

With the ring bearing the moon symbol, even if she and Jingyang couldn't see each other, it wouldn't affect their communication at all.

[Jingyang?] she asked, puzzled.

【fine. 】

"Has someone died?" Little Drop asked keenly.

"Hmm..." Jing Yang grimaced, clutching his chest. A chilling aura, both cold and warm, had just swept in from the black mist, piercing his heart without warning. "It was one of those two lions."

[The star mark has been destroyed?] Only in this way can the lion die, allowing Jingyang to draw a conclusion based on the disappearance of the star mark.

Yes. It's been so long since I've been ambushed by death energy; it feels a bit strange.

【How are you? 】

Don't worry, it seems they haven't reached the stage where they can transform yet...

【Oh.】 Xiao Di paused, glanced at the boundless black mist around her, and listened to the faint chanting coming from within the billowing black mist. 【Jing Yang, can you come find me?】

"That's exactly what I was thinking." As Jingyang's voice appeared in Xiaodi's mind, a hand rose from the black mist and grasped Xiaodi's slender, slightly cool hand.

With the presence of the Moon Mark, they can communicate regardless of the Black Mist.

With the star mark on Xiao Di's body, Jing Yang could find her with his eyes closed.

"God is dead! Buddha is dead! Saints are dead!"

"Angels have lost their wings, gods have perished, this human world has no future!"

"The Bodhisattva of No Birth, the Thousand-Armed Tathagata..."

A faint roar came from within the black mist. Jing Yang closed his eyes and muttered, "This guy's brain seems to have really gone mad. Since Buddha is dead, why is he still calling himself Thousand-Hand Guanyin? What kind of 'True Buddha's Wrathful Gaze' is this?"

"round"!

The aura emanating from Jing Yang dissipated, rapidly spreading outwards from the center of his feet...

Xiao Di held Jing Yang's hand with one hand and released her Nen energy with the other, materializing a bulging-eyed fish vacuum cleaner.

With a flick of her hand, the sharp teeth on the bulging-eyed fish's head flipped and transformed into a sharp-toothed chainsaw, buzzing loudly!

……

"Thousand-Armed Tathagata, without birth..."

The patriarch was still muttering to himself when a roar came from the thick black fog in front of him.

hum!

A delicate little hand held a stick vacuum cleaner, whose head, with its rapidly spinning, sharp-toothed chainsaw, came hurtling towards the patriarch.

boom!

The head that was still chanting was severed by a chainsaw, flew high into the air, and rolled down with two thuds to the feet of Jingyang and Xiaodi, who were holding hands.

All the surrounding black mist instantly dissipated!

Jingyang then realized that they had unknowingly entered the so-called temple at the bottom of the canyon.

It was more like a Zen monastery than a temple, and they were currently in its main hall, where a headless Buddha statue several meters tall sat before them.

The headless Buddha statue held two murmuring hands, cradling the mummified corpses of two black mist lions. These were the same two lions that had attacked Jingyang and his companions before escaping. Their withered faces bore an expression of disbelief, and small jade Buddha pendants hung from their necks, swaying gently.

Oushi awkwardly pulled his fist out of the Zen temple wall and casually looked around.

The elder slumped to the ground, exhausted.

Ryan's feet resembled the two mummified monster corpses in the palm of the headless Buddha statue, as if their flesh and blood had been drained, making it impossible for him to walk. He crawled painfully on his knees to the corpse of his companion, Rand, whose head had been smashed from behind... If Jing Yang remembered correctly, the mark he had placed on Rand when he possessed the little droplet was on the back of his head.

Ryan's star mark was still there, and his injuries were slowly healing. Rand was unlucky; his star mark was destroyed, and he died on the spot.

"The gods are dead, the saints are dead..."

The Buddha head that had rolled down to Jingyang and the other person's feet was still muttering to itself.

Jingyang breathed a sigh of relief, "I told you it was a Buddha statue!"

If it were a real person, Xiao Di would behead him with a single saw strike, and then death energy would come to ambush him again.

The Buddha statue has three pairs of eyes on its face.

The two pairs below were filled with two pairs of fiery red eyes.

The top pair is completely black and empty... Jingyang guessed that this was the place prepared for Kurapika's eyes, which had been tortured by the eagle.

"I will become a god... I will become a god... I will become a god..."

The Buddha statue's four pairs of eyes twitched erratically as if out of control. The elder sighed as he walked over, "I've wasted my time raising you, alas!"

As he spoke, he raised his aged foot, intending to crush the Buddha's head.

Jingyang stopped him, took out the four fiery red eyes, and let the old lion crush the muttering Buddha head to pieces with one foot.

boom!

Stone chips flew everywhere, from which a wisp of resentful energy emerged, vaguely resembling the patriarch whom Ousi had seen before, only now he was as thin as a rake compared to his former obesity.

The twisted resentment after death shifted between reality and illusion, seemingly wanting to materialize into a physical form, and unwillingly flew towards the headless Buddha statue.

"I will become a god... I want to become a god!"

Pong!

Jingyang hurled a telekinetic bullet, blasting it into a black firework.

Click, click...

The headless Buddha statue quickly cracked and collapsed with a bang, revealing a half-person-high Buddha statue inside, which looked like it was carved from black jade.

However, the Buddha statue was now covered in cracks and had become dull and lifeless.

boom! ! !

Ousi suddenly felt a chill run down his spine as he sensed an endless black aura rising from the ground and engulfing the dilapidated Zen temple.

what is this?

What an eerie atmosphere!

Amidst the surging black aura, Jingyang recognized that this feeling was the same environment Kurapika was in.

In the billowing black mist, Jingyang once again saw what appeared to be a figure standing at the end.

"Hey! Who are you?" Jingyang asked loudly.

The figure turned and disappeared into the distance. The surrounding black mist vanished as well, appearing and disappearing like a fleeting dream.

Fortunately, it wasn't all a mirage. At least after the dark energy dissipated, Kurapika reappeared out of nowhere. However, he looked terrible; he was so thin he was barely recognizable as human, practically skin and bones…

Chapter 168 This thing is destined for me

Jingyang checked Kurapika's condition.

When he possessed Kurapika using the Star, it was from a first-person perspective, and there were no mirrors or other reflective surfaces in the "cave" containing the God character that trapped Kurapika, so he didn't really notice that Kurapika's physical and mental state was so bad.

“Jingyang…” Kurapika, who was as thin as a rake, opened his eyes, “Eyes… fiery red eyes…”

"Don't worry, I've kept it for you," Jingyang reassured him.

Xiao Di materialized a bulging-eyed fish, from which a wad of cloth was released. This was after Jing Yang removed the two pairs of fiery red eyes from the fallen Buddha head, tore off a corner of his own clothes to wrap it up, and then had Xiao Di vacuum it up.

Unfolding the tattered cloth, two pairs of eyeballs were revealed. As it rolled, fiery red pupils appeared, seemingly staring at Kurapika from different angles.

Kurapika raised his hand with difficulty, a sorrowful expression on his face, and remained silent.

"Don't worry, the thing that imprisoned you has been destroyed." Jingyang patted Kurapika's withered hand. "As for those two pairs of scarlet eyes, Xiaoshi is keeping them safe, they won't get lost. Just rest well, and when you wake up, I'll return them to you intact."

Because he's so thin, Kurapika's C-ring on his finger is becoming increasingly loose.

Kurapika relaxed, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Xiao Di wrapped the two pairs of fiery red eyes again, letting the bulging-eyed fish swallow them with its big mouth. Then she turned the bulging-eyed fish vacuum cleaner into a ball of Nen energy and dispersed it.

Although the Scarlet Eyes are extraordinary, they are not creations of Nen ability, and the bulging-eyed fish can confiscate them at will.

Looking at the unconscious and emaciated Kurapika, Jingyang couldn't help but frown.

He was somewhat puzzled.

Kurapika's strength is not bad. After he awakened his Nen, his power steadily increased. How could he have fallen to this state after being imprisoned for just over ten days?

Qi is the life energy.

The total amount of life energy far exceeds that of ordinary Nen users.

Even if one goes without water or food for more than ten days without sleep, one shouldn't become so emaciated, as if suffering unimaginable torment...

Jingyang thought to himself, "The thing with two pairs of fiery red eyes that was beheaded by Shizuku and had its head crushed didn't show any death aura after it died. This shows that the so-called patriarch did indeed sacrifice his own life, just as Oushi said, to unleash such a powerful Nen ability, which swept Kurapika away and brought him across space to this deep mountain, to this alternate dimension within this temple..."

Since the founder is dead, who is there to torment Kurapika?

When I possessed Kurapika, I saw a shadow with fiery red eyes appear in that divine space—it must have been the Buddha head with two pairs of fiery red eyes embedded in it—that thing only confirmed Kurapika's life or death, and then immediately left and disappeared, without paying much attention to Kurapika.

As for the black aura residing on the Buddha statue, it is most likely a stronger remnant left behind by the founder after his death, but that's all.

Even Neferpitou, one of the three guardians of the Chimera Ants, had a very limited intelligence in his Nen after his death. He was only left with a strong obsession to kill Black Gon, and could not execute any complex strategies.

The same logic applies to the death wish left behind by the founder of the religion.

Jing Yang recalled Xiao Di chopping off the Buddha's head with a sharp chainsaw. Before the Buddha's head was crushed, it muttered some kind of nonsense about the death of gods, the destruction of demons, and that Lao Tzu was going to become a god. He thought to himself that in that patriarch's muddled and crazy ideas, strange eyes like the fiery red eyes, or the bloodline with characteristics like those of the Kuluta tribe, were probably the catalysts to help him become a god.

So when Kurapika, the last surviving member of the Kurta clan, came to his doorstep, he immediately self-destructed, activated his Deathrattle, kidnapped Kurapika, and used his Nen after death to trap Kurapika...

With three pairs of fiery red eyes gathered, using the body of a Buddha statue as flesh and blood, and the bloodline of the Kuruta clan as divine fire, this great patriarch thus returned to the world to deliver a divine revelation.

What Uchiha Madara!