The chanting echoed through heaven and earth, a woman's voice—gentle yet dignified, soft yet fierce, proud yet humble.
"This is the first volume of the Great Brahma Sutra, but how is it different from what we have learned?" Yu Qingxuan's pretty face was full of shock.
Like Long Chen, she had also practiced the Great Brahma Heaven Sutra. Although they obtained it through different channels, the scriptures they studied were essentially the same.
But today, hearing the chanting was no longer purely solemn and dignified, but filled with countless variations—the chanting rose and fall, sometimes high, sometimes deep, sometimes majestic, sometimes gentle.
Even within a single line of scripture, there are hundreds of variations; sometimes even the breath of the words is ever-changing and hard to grasp.
Long Chen was also startled at first, then immediately focused with Yu Qingxuan, focusing fully on the chanting.
"Whew!"
Suddenly, besides Long Chen and Yu Qingxuan, there was another young girl in the grand hall—it was Huo Ling'er.
She heard the chanting and actually flew out from the chaotic space, listening to the chanting together with Long Chen.
"Huo Ling'er, as a flame spirit entity, you don't need to listen to the scriptures. That won't help you.
You are responsible for remembering how changes in the scale affect the power of flame. Let's verify it together later. Long Chen hurriedly sent a message to Huo Ling'er.
Hearing the chanting, Long Chen instantly understood that this was the true Great Brahma Heaven Sutra, and what they had learned was only at the beginner level.
In the past, when Long Chen recited the Great Brahma Heaven Sutra, he always used the same tone, and his aura remained unchanged from beginning to end.
Now Long Chen understood that when reciting the Great Brahma Sutra, every change in tone, breath, syllable, or even lip shape would produce countless different effects.
Long Chen couldn't comprehend such profound mysteries for now, so he had to memorize them desperately, planning to gradually comprehend them when he had the chance in the future.
Yu Qingxuan shared the same idea as Long Chen: they could remember as much as they could, and later they could verify each other's knowledge and gain even more.
Now, with Huo Ling'er joining in, Long Chen felt even more at ease. Huo Ling'er might not understand the scriptures.
But she possesses a body of flame, and is most sensitive to the fluctuations of flames in heaven and earth after the scripture changes. In this regard, Long Chen and Yu Qingxuan simply can't catch up to her.
As the chanting echoed through the hall, the first, second, and third volumes ... Longchen felt as if the earth, parched for years, was finally nourished by rain, absorbing it with all his might.
Each scripture sounded like thunder in Long Chen's mind, carving one mysterious symbol after another into his soul. As these symbols appeared, Long Chen seemed to see a space he had never seen before.
The old Long Chen was like a frog at the bottom of a well; as the chanting began, he saw a broader sky.
Every scripture, every syllable, was the ultimate manifestation of the fire elemental essence between heaven and earth. At this moment, Long Chen finally understood why the man in white had been able to severely injure him from afar.
Just as the Qiankun Cauldron said, the Great Brahma Heaven Scripture he cultivated was only the tip of the iceberg. Now, Long Chen could finally benefit from it.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
When the fifth volume of the Great Brahma Heaven Scripture was being chanted, Long Chen, Yu Qingxuan, and Huo Ling'er formed hand seals simultaneously. This wasn't intentional formation, but rather, as the chanting sounded, they involuntarily began to form seals.
Strangely, the three formed seals completely differently. Yu Qingxuan's technique was extremely elegant and graceful, her fingers blooming like lotus flowers, flame runes flowing in her palm, reflecting her beautiful face. The aura she exuded was somewhat similar to that of the statue.
Huo Ling'er's hand seal technique was extremely slow and looked clumsy, but after each seal was formed, a strange symbol would appear in her palm. Within that symbol, lava flowed within, containing immense power. Once triggered, it could destroy heaven and earth.
Yu Qingxuan could form seven or eight seals per breath, while Huo Ling'er could only form one seal per breath. Long Chen's hands were as fast as lightning, his wrists spinning, and his ten fingers emitting endless illusions. In a single breath, he could form over a thousand seal techniques.
Long Chen's ten fingers danced uncontrollably, endless symbols swirling between his hands, gradually forming a twisted space.
In that twisted space, endless flames formed chains of order, each of its own colors, each representing a kind of flame.
As Long Chen rapidly formed hand seals with both hands, countless chains in the twisted space were continuously shattered, then healed and then crushed once more.
At this moment, Long Chen had fallen into a state of utter forgetfulness; he could no longer listen attentively to the scriptures, and everything was completely out of control.
"Rumble rumble..."
As the scripture continued to be chanted, Long Chen's hand seals formed faster and faster. The space stirred between them grew larger and larger, and the endless chains of order within the space were continuously shattered, reassembled, and shattered again.
"Destruction, rebirth, destruction again, rebirth—order is meant to be broken, and once broken, it reorganizes again, repeating itself. Can all of this really be changed by the power of one person alone?"
The Qiankun Cauldron silently looked at Long Chen and let out a long sigh. Within this sigh was helplessness, yet it seemed to carry a hint of hope.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the twisted space in Long Chen's hand exploded with a thunderous boom, and the sacred and solemn chanting throughout the hall abruptly ceased.
"Long Chen, what's wrong?"
Yu Qingxuan suddenly cried out in alarm, clutching Long Chen tightly. Long Chen's hands were now a mangled mess, and his eyes were filled with a cold, murderous intent, as if a demon from hell had awakened. His violent will to destroy filled Yu Qingxuan with endless terror.
As Yu Qingxuan called out, the violent will of destruction in Long Chen's eyes gradually faded. He stared at his own hand in disbelief and suddenly realized he could no longer remember what had happened before.
"What volume is the Great Brahma Heaven Sutra up to?" Long Chen Q&A.
"Volume Seven." Yu Qingxuan hurriedly said.
"Frustrated. I've been zoning out since volume five and haven't remembered anything. Teach me later." Long Chen smiled bitterly. He couldn't understand why he suddenly felt like he was sleepwalking, his mind completely blank.
"Crack, crack, crack...
Suddenly, a sound rang out. Long Chen and Yu Qingxuan were shocked and hurriedly looked at the statue, which was riddled with cracks. Immediately, the entire hall began to tremble.
"The main hall is about to collapse." Yu Qingxuan exclaimed in surprise.
At that moment, a furious roar rang out:
"Damn bastard, how dare you destroy the temple! Come out and die!"