671 Dark Dreams Part I (2/2)
He looked a little anxious as he watched the confrontation between light and darkness on the distant sky in the east. The calm and firm expressions that usually graced his face had long disappeared.
The Buddha's prophecy of the Dharma Ending Period was finally coming. But many instruments that the Buddha had left behind had been broken like the peace bell, or lost, like the chessboard. Then could the Xuankong Temple successfully hide under Yama's nose?
There came a calm and indifferent voice; it rang out in front of Qi Mei.
”It is a catastrophe that the Everlasting Night and the Dharma Ending Period are coming, but Haotian is watching over the world and will never let that happen. As the light has come, the dark night would surely not prevail. We believers of Buddha should pray earnestly and sincerely.”
Understanding this, Qi Mei stopped ringing the bell and sat cross-legged in front of the temple. Looking at the east with his hands put together, he prayed sincerely, ”Buddha is benevolent, and may he bless everyone on earth.”
The sounds of prayer slowly spread from the countless temples on the mountain peak.
”May Buddha bless us all.”
”May Acalanatha bless us.”
”The light…”
The Chief Preaching Monk of the Xuankong Temple did not chant or pray. Holding his monk's staff, he stood on the peak of the mountain; he looked wearily at the surface of the Wilderness and the confrontation of light and darkness in the distance.
The dark sky grew more and more extensive, spreading to the south. Many tiny cracks appeared on the edge of the lighted sky like a spider web. Then, the darkness flowed into these cracks and turned them black.
It was silent when the darkness and light met. However, everyone on the Wilderness felt their hearts pumping faster, and then, felt a terrible pain.
The pain in their hearts intensified as they watched the darkness slowly invading the bright sky. They clutched at their chests, not knowing if the pain was from their physical bodies or their souls.
The black cracks at the edge of the lighted sky grew wider and wider until they formed a line and then fused together, forming a new dark region.
If this situation was allowed to continue, the dark night would become stronger while the light would become weaker. Nobody knew it but someday in the future, the world would be completely enshrouded in darkness. The people and beasts living on this land would never be able to see the light again.
The hearts of the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army's soldiers were occupied by an immense fear. Even the people in the Desolate Man's tribe were frightened when they saw this shocking scene.
In the attic of the divine chariot, the West-Hill Divine Palace's Hierarch suddenly knelt down, holding his Devine Scepter tightly with his right hand. Then his prayer which was calm but also resounding echoed throughout the Wilderness.
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army knelt down and began to pray together with the Hierarch. Even the soldiers of Tang Army did the same because they were also believers of Haotian and they were also afraid of the approaching Everlasting Night.
With so many people praying together, the prayer was messy and chaotic in the beginning. But then, it became stronger and more shocking as it grew more and more orderly.
People prayed for the miracles of Haotian to appear. They prayed for the light to grow stronger and for the dark night to retreat.
The sky in the southern part of the Wilderness suddenly became brighter, as if countless rays of light were poured into the sky, and the dark sky that had slowly spread to the south was gradually stopped.
Wretched cries of crows echoed throughout the dark night, and then the inky black night began to roll and fly into a rage as if it had felt that it was being defiled.
The snow lotus beneath Sangsang's feet had bloomed.
Sangsang held the Big Black Umbrella tightly, her eyes closed. The cold aura gushed out from her body without stopping, rolling and merging into the aura of Heaven and Earth in the Wilderness, turning it into darkness, and funneling it into the dark skies.
Ning Que stood a little distance away from her, looking at her silently.
Light and darkness were battling in the sky. The struggle between light and darkness was actually a battle against the heavens and was beyond the understanding and influence of man.
The chilly aura in Sangsang's body had completely awakened, and even if a snowflake was to fall on her, it would be shattered into the smallest particle. As such, Ning Que could not hold her hand.
His hands were bleeding, and as the droplets of blood fell on the ground, they made a crisp shattering sound.
He could not do anything at this moment because it was pointless no matter what he did. So he could only watch her silently.
Suddenly, he felt that everything he saw at this moment was familiar.
He looked toward the south, only to find bodies littered on the Wilderness. Then he looked up at the sky. There were patches of light in the sky, and there seemed to be a sun over it, with the dark night quickly approaching it.
Ning Que was certain that he had seen this before.