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The King looked at Lalongkorn, his eyes filled with undisguised sorrow, and said in a heavy voice, "Lalongkorn, stop. No matter what you have done, I can pardon you for your mother's sake."

"Pardon?" Lalongkorn's face instantly turned crimson, his eyes bloodshot, like a wild beast driven mad. "How could you not be dead? What right do you have not died? You old geezer, you just want to outlive me, don't you? I've been the Crown Prince for sixty years! Sixty years! Even if I were made King of Thailand, how many more years could I sit on the throne?"

He suddenly pointed at Cheng Yi and roared, "What right does he have? You've only known him for less than a week, and you want to replace me? I've followed you for sixty years! Sixty years!"

"I've figured it out now. As long as you live, I can only ever be the crown prince!"

Lalongkorn's voice was shrill and desperate, "Since that's the case, let's all go our separate ways! I don't want this throne anymore, you can give it to whomever you want! But what I can't have, no one can have! I'm going to turn all of Bangkok into a hellish place!"

He glared fiercely at the two robed figures and introduced them, "Do you know who they are? They are Tao Wei, the most powerful sorcerer in Thailand, and Qi Sha, the lord of the Yin Temple! They are from the same sect, and their specialty is the vicious summoning magic—the Netherworld Sacrifice!"

"From now on, you can do whatever you want!" Lalongkorn's voice was filled with manic glee. "I have only one request: kill everyone in this square! Including this old codger and this outsider, not a single one can live! If you succeed, I will make the Yin Temple the state religion of Thailand and create a golden statue of Yama, the God of Death!"

The King looked at him with pity, his eyes filled with disappointment. Lalongkorn, however, seemed stung by that gaze and roared furiously, "Why are you looking at me like that? Why are you looking at me like that? I hate that look in your eyes! Don't you know that?!"

However, the two figures in front of him, one in black and one in red, simultaneously let out a strange laugh. The laugh was sharp and shrill, completely unlike a human voice, making one's scalp tingle.

The two simultaneously raised their robes, and two thick streams of mist, one red and one black, surged out from under the robes, spreading rapidly like living things and instantly enveloping the entire square.

The black mist was icy cold and carried a strong, bloody stench; the red mist, on the other hand, was thick and sticky like blood, emitting a nauseating, putrid odor.

The crowd, officials, and guards shrouded in fog were thrown into chaos. Screams and cries filled the air. Some tried to break free of the fog, only to find that the fog seemed to be alive, trapping everyone inside.

"Rallongkorn!" the King roared, his voice carrying an undeniable authority. "In the name of the King, I hereby declare: From this moment on, you are no longer a member of the Rama family. All your rights are revoked, and you are reduced to a commoner!"

"Commoners? Hahahaha..." Lalongkorn instead threw his head back and laughed wildly, his laughter filled with disdain and madness. "Do you think I still care about these things? I don't want anything now, I just want you and your adopted son to die! Didn't you say that your golden bloodline is immune to evil magic? Today, I will make sure that your golden bloodline is completely severed!"

The King of Thailand's face turned ashen. He turned to look at Cheng Yi, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

Cheng smiled, stepped forward, and stood in front of the Thai king, calmly saying, "Old man, don't be afraid, I'm here."

He walked straight up to the two robed sorcerers, his face showing no fear whatsoever, but rather a faint smile.

The next second, a vast and powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body—it was the Golden Immortal-level cultivation technique, "The Treasure Mirror of Subduing Demons and Returning to One of Ten Thousand Buddhas"!

At the same time, with a thought, the level 10 magic treasure, the Seven-Colored Lotus, instantly consumed 100 points of system energy and bloomed behind him.

"Om-"

A majestic Buddhist chant suddenly rang out, like the morning bell and evening drum of a temple, clear and resonant, instantly piercing through the eerie red and black mist and echoing throughout the entire square. The chant contained boundless compassion and majesty, seemingly capable of cleansing all evil spirits from the world.

After that Buddhist chant, everyone in the square was stunned, and the chaotic scene instantly quieted down.

Whether they were panicked civilians or solemn officials, they all involuntarily raised their heads and looked in the direction of the Buddhist chanting—behind Cheng Yi, a huge seven-colored lotus was slowly rotating, and the lotus was radiant with Buddhist light, making him look like a Buddha descended to earth.

The crowd in the square was completely stunned. Whether they were ordinary citizens or officials of all ranks, they all stared wide-eyed and their mouths were slightly open, as if they had been frozen in place.

Even the well-traveled King of Thailand looked up in astonishment at the seemingly real seven-colored lotus throne behind Cheng Yi, his eyes filled with disbelief. The lotus was layered upon layered, with seven colors of light—gold, blue, red, white, black, purple, and green—flowing across its petals. It was sacred and solemn, as if it had truly been transplanted from the Western Paradise.

Under Cheng Yi's mental command, the seven-colored lotus throne instantly expanded, and the huge lotus petals slowly unfolded, enveloping the entire square like a dome.

The red and black mist that had previously filled the entire venue now scurried around like frightened mice under the Buddha's light emanating from the lotus throne, making a sizzling sound. Where was the arrogance of before?

A series of ethereal chanting sounds drifted in from somewhere, as if they had traveled through time and space, carrying a calming power.

Many Thai residents who are Buddhists, upon hearing this sound, would spontaneously put their hands together in prayer and chant sutras softly in response.

The monks, dressed in robes of various colors, looked at each other in bewilderment. Suddenly, an elderly monk with white hair and beard opened his eyes wide, bowed deeply in Cheng Yi's direction, and cried out in a trembling voice, "Buddha has descended to earth! God bless Thailand!"

"May the Buddha descend to earth and bless Thailand!"

As the old monk called out, the other monks awoke as if from a dream, and with a rumble, they all knelt down and chanted scriptures in unison. Their voices were loud and devout, intertwining with the ethereal chanting to form a powerful force of faith that merged into the seven-colored lotus light.

More and more people knelt down, chanting Buddhist mantras.

Miraculously, a faint seven-colored lotus light emanated from the body of each chanter, protecting them like a protective shield.

Once those chaotic red and black mists get close, they are burned by the lotus light and cannot harm them in the slightest.

"Nonsense!" Lalongkorn, looking at the scene before him, seemed to have gone mad, shouting incoherently, "Where did this Buddha descend to earth come from? This foreigner is clearly Chinese, you've all been fooled by him!"

As if he had found his last lifeline, he suddenly pulled out a golden pistol from his pocket, the muzzle trembling as he aimed at Cheng Yi, who was slowly rising on the lotus throne, and pulled the trigger—"Bang bang bang!"

The bullets whistled towards Cheng Yi, but were deflected the moment they touched the seven-colored lotus light, landing on the ground with a "clinking" sound.

At this moment, Cheng Yi was blessed by the "Treasure Mirror of Subduing Demons and Returning to Oneness of All Buddhas" and the Seven-Colored Lotus. Not to mention a few bullets, even if Lalongkorn brought cannons to bombard him, he would not be able to be harmed in the slightest.

"No...this is impossible!" Lalongkorn stared at the bullets lying on the ground, his eyes unfocused, muttering to himself as if his worldview had been turned upside down.

Cheng Yi slowly turned around, his gaze falling on Lalongkorn. He uttered clear incantations, his voice booming like a great bell: "You have colluded with foreign powers, conspired with evil cultivators, and murdered your father and relatives. Your crimes are unforgivable! You are hereby sentenced to be imprisoned in icy mountains and seas of fire to suffer the torments of endless hell!"

"what--!"

Lalongkorn let out a piercing scream and rolled around on the ground, completely losing his composure.

A layer of frost quickly formed on his face, spreading down his neck and making him shiver uncontrollably. He gripped his clothes tightly, his teeth chattering, as if he were in an ice cellar at minus 100 degrees Celsius.

But the pain did not end there. A few seconds later, the frost vanished and was replaced by raging flames.

Lalongkorn's clothes instantly turned to ashes, and his exposed skin visibly charred, like charcoal roasted by a raging fire, emitting a pungent burnt smell.

Those around were terrified, gasping in shock, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at Cheng Yi—this was the power of a god!

On the other side, the two sorcerers, seeing that things were not going well, suddenly took off their robes.

Beneath the black robe, Tao Wei's body was crawling with countless poisonous insects—centipedes, scorpions, poisonous spiders—spreading wildly in all directions; Qi Sha, in red, had bones creaking all over her body, her flesh rapidly dissolving into a pale skeleton, her eye sockets burning with eerie green flames.

The red and black mist emanating from the two grew thicker and thicker, intertwining with the mist that had been fleeing earlier, forming a huge vortex-like cloud of air.

From within the cloud of air came bursts of ghostly wails and howls, and countless bizarre and ferocious spirits and demons gushed forth like a geyser—there were flying ghosts with long, thin necks and exposed fangs, ghouls with blue faces and fangs tearing at rotting flesh, hunched-over ghosts emitting a foul stench, as well as giant, writhing insect demons and snake spirits flicking their tongues… They roared and pounced on the crowd in the square.

"Buddha's light burns across the myriad realms!"

Cheng Yi roared, and the seven-colored lotus behind him suddenly burst forth with boundless Buddhist light, sweeping across the entire area like a golden tide.

Once the demons and monsters that rushed at them were hit by the Buddha's light, they instantly melted like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, letting out a shrill scream, and turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating.

"The Buddha's voice dispels demons throughout a thousand realms!"

Cheng Yi shouted again, emitting high-frequency Buddhist chants that sounded like invisible thunderclaps in the square.

The weaker demons were so shocked by the Buddhist chant that they bled from all seven orifices, rolled around on the ground clutching their heads, and finally exploded into a cloud of mist with a "bang".

Just then, the red and black gas cloud churned violently, and a woman dressed in red with blood flowing from her seven orifices slowly walked out.

Her body stiffened, her face contorted, her eyes vacant as she scanned her surroundings, her voice hoarse as she screamed, "Where is my child? Where is my child?"

Although Cheng Yi was unfamiliar with Thai legends, the Thai residents present recognized her instantly, and were terrified, screaming, "It's Nana! It's the vengeful spirit Nana!"

"Wasn't she subdued by Ajahn Toh? How come she's out here?"

"We're doomed! Even Nana has come out. We're doomed!"

Nana is one of the most famous vengeful spirits in Thailand. Legend has it that she died in childbirth, and the midwife not only stole her belongings but also dragged her and her unborn child to a mass grave to be buried.

The resentment of losing two lives in one foot, coupled with her longing for her husband who was away on a campaign, transformed her into a powerful vengeful spirit. She first frightened the midwife to death, then slaughtered the entire village, even killing the high monks they had invited. Finally, she was subdued by the holy monk Ajahn Toh, who used all his life's magic power.

Now that Nana has reappeared, her resentment is even stronger than in the legends. The red mist around her is almost solidified, and wherever she goes, the ground is covered with a layer of black frost.

"You wretched creature! How dare you cause trouble here!" Cheng Yi's eyes sharpened, knowing that this vengeful spirit harbored deep resentment and that ordinary Buddhist light could not completely eradicate it.

He clasped his hands together, his Golden Immortal power surging wildly within him, and uttered a low shout: "Buddha's Palm - Buddha Flies to the Western Paradise!"

As he finished speaking, Cheng Yi slowly raised his right hand, and a golden Buddhist wheel appeared in his palm. Countless Buddhas could be vaguely seen chanting sutras within the wheel, radiating a majestic divine aura.

He thrust forward with a sudden burst of energy, and the golden Buddha wheel transformed into a dazzling golden light, carrying the power to crush all evil spirits, hurtling towards Nana.

Nana screamed, manipulating the red mist to form countless ghostly claws to defend herself, but they were instantly torn apart by the golden light.

The Buddha wheel struck Nana squarely in the chest. Her body flew backward like a rag doll struck by a tremendous force, crashing heavily into the dome formed by the seven-colored lotus light, letting out an extremely shrill scream.

"Still dare to resist?" Cheng Yi snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spat out a ball of pure purple flame, which was the Samadhi True Fire!

This flame burns the soul and is the nemesis of all evil and malevolent things.

The Samadhi True Fire instantly enveloped Nana's vengeful spirit. She struggled wildly in the flames, letting out chilling howls. Her venomous eyes were fixed on Cheng Yi, but she could not escape the burning flames.

Her figure rapidly shrank and twisted in the flames, eventually turning into a wisp of smoke, her soul completely scattered, leaving not even a trace of resentment behind.

Having dealt with Nana, Cheng Yi turned his gaze back to the red and black aura and the remaining demons and monsters, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "Purify all of you evil spirits as well!"

Cheng Yi quickly formed hand seals, golden Buddhist light flowing from his fingertips, each seal containing the profound truth of the "Treasure Mirror of Subduing Demons and Returning to Oneness of All Buddhas".

The seven-colored lotus behind him suddenly shone brightly, and the seven-colored light on the petals seemed to come alive, weaving into a huge net of purification.

Within the net, the Buddha's light and Samadhi fire intertwined, and the golden Buddha flames, carrying the power to incinerate all things, enveloped the red and black cloud of energy and the remaining demons and monsters.

As the Buddhist purification lotus field slowly unfolded, the evil aura on the square rapidly diminished like the receding tide.

Those few ghosts who managed to escape the Buddha's light were visibly dissolving under the net of purification, turning into nothingness before they could even scream.

However, the red and black cloud of gas spun faster and faster, its edges glowing with an eerie gray light, as if it were brewing some kind of even more terrifying power, attempting a final counterattack.

"Hmph, I won't give you the chance!" A cold glint flashed in Cheng Yi's eyes. How could he let it succeed? He took a deep breath and unleashed his Golden Immortal power without reservation, forming a hand seal as heavy as a mountain with both hands—the Golden Body World-Suppressing Seal!