The bells of Nalanda Temple rang out in a cacophony. Yet, this grand peal lacked its usual clarity and grace; each chime crashed over the last, frantic and disorderly, mirroring the chaotic state of the monks within the temple.
As the crimson flames plummeted from the sky, the Head of Scriptural Exegesis, who was reflecting the Taiyi Temple through his own shimmering Buddhist nature, moved to stand and rescue Shengshan. Even for a Rank One Mighty Figure of Buddhism, however, the rescue would require at least a dozen breaths of time.
Alas, Shengshan’s fate had been sealed long before this journey. When he had succumbed to his own confusion and uttered that vow, the Head of Scriptural Exegesis could no longer maintain his Buddhist clarity. Shadows deepened within the Buddha-light, etching the old monk’s face with shock and fury. "Disaster!"
Chapter 550