The moment Miaohua decided to kill Abbot Yansong, he and the malevolent thought should have reached a consensus on external opposition.
Therefore, what Yan Shouyi saw in Miaohua's sea of consciousness was not a scene of the two fighting each other.
He also quickly realized that Miaohua and the malevolent thought were searching for him, the "outsider."
If they found him, the consequences would be unthinkable.
"But the sea of consciousness is so vast, they might not be able to find me, right?" Yan Shouyi thought to himself.
But in the very next second, chants echoed in his ears, as if someone was reciting Buddhist scriptures.
At the same time, Yan Shouyi's consciousness was enveloped by golden Buddhist light, slowly floating out of the sea of consciousness and suspended in mid-air!
"What... what is happening?!"
Yan Shouyi struggled continuously; he absolutely did not want to reveal himself right now!
"Yan Shouyi, this old monk is Benheng, here to lend you a hand!"
Master Benheng's voice reverberated in the sky above the sea of consciousness.
Yan Shouyi: "...I'll be damned!"
Who asked for your help? I was lying low perfectly, everything was peaceful, and now with your help, something is bound to go wrong!
In reality, Master Benheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Yan Shouyi with surprise.
He sensed the immense malice emanating from Yan Shouyi.
What was going on with this kid? This old monk helped him, and not only did he not appreciate it, but he also spoke ill of this old monk?
Hmph, the rumors from the outside world were indeed true; Yan Shouyi was an unpredictable god of slaughter!
In the sea of consciousness, Yan Shouyi was suspended in mid-air, surrounded by golden light, as if afraid that others wouldn't see him.
As expected, Miaohua and the malevolent thought immediately noticed him, this uninvited guest, and flew towards him together.
"It's all over, it's all over!"
Yan Shouyi was dejected. If he died this time, he wouldn't forgive the old bald donkey Benheng even as a ghost!
"So you're here!"
The malevolent thought spoke first. It circled Yan Shouyi a few times, as if appraising a pet, and said playfully, "Yan Shouyi, why aren't you staying outside, what are you doing here?"
Yan Shouyi smiled honestly, completely unsure how to answer.
Miaohua, however, clasped his hands together, his eyes coldly fixed on him: "If you hadn't intervened, I would have already killed Yansong."
"Monks should have compassion, don't be so kill-kill-kill all day," Yan Shouyi waved his hand, chuckling.
But his response was the silence of Miaohua and the malevolent thought.
Damn it... the most dreadful thing is the sudden silence.
The malevolent thought sneered, "This kid has inner demons in his soul, and he also devoured Abbot Shiming's malevolent thoughts. If I devour him, my power will surely increase greatly, and then helping you kill Yansong will be effortless!"
The cunning old bastard, the malevolent thought, wants to eat me!
Yan Shouyi's heart tightened, but he wasn't surprised.
Right now, in front of the malevolent thought, wasn't he just a delicious morsel?
Miaohua said coldly, "You can devour him, but I have a condition."
"Just say it," the malevolent thought was open-minded.
"I want to kill everyone in Hanshan Temple!" Miaohua said fiercely.
Because of Abbot Yansong's selfishness, Miaohua had endured years of painful torment from the malevolent thought. Now that he had formed a partnership with the malevolent thought, his first action would naturally be to seek revenge on Yansong.
But then he thought that these monks in Hanshan Temple were also accomplices of Abbot Yansong, so he didn't want to spare any of them now!
"Amitabha!" The malevolent thought laughed heartily, as if killing was a good deed.
Miaohua nodded, thus agreeing to the malevolent thought. He prepared to stand by and watch as Yan Shouyi was devoured by the malevolent thought.
The malevolent thought immediately looked at Yan Shouyi, with a ravenous expression: "Yan Shouyi, your identity is quite extraordinary. After devouring you, this world will be thrown into chaos!"
Yan Shouyi, enveloped by golden light, felt his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.
In his current state, he was no match for the malevolent thought.
If he didn't act soon, he was doomed!
So Yan Shouyi immediately shouted to Miaohua:
"Miaohua, you were fighting alone before, no match for the malevolent thought. Now it's different, I can help you defeat the malevolent thought! Think carefully, although Abbot Yansong is the source of your pain, the malevolent thought is also what brings you torment. Even if the malevolent thought helps you get revenge in the end, your suffering will not end, and you will still have to fight the malevolent thought!"
The malevolent thought is just your temporary ally, I, Yan Shouyi, am the one who truly understands and wants to help you!
This speech seemed to enlighten Miaohua, and he began to re-examine the relationship between the three.
The malevolent thought sneered, "Heh, you're so cunning and eloquent! I admit what you said is true, but so what? What power do you have now to oppose me? Miaohua is not my match, and adding you is like adding a drop to the bucket!"
The cruel reality was exposed by the malevolent thought, and Miaohua instantly regained his composure.
The malevolent thought was too powerful. Even if he and Yan Shouyi teamed up now, the outcome would not change, and it would only add to his own suffering.
"Let's do it," Miaohua didn't want to waste any more time.
Since I cannot attain freedom, I will drag you, Yansong, into hell as well!!
"Amitabha!"
The malevolent thought recited Buddhist phrases, but it sounded so evil.
He slowly took off his hood, revealing a face identical to Abbot Yansong's, but his face was filled with ferocity and evil.
He opened his mouth, which was filled with filth and broken teeth, and a foul stench almost made Yan Shouyi faint!
"Come on, little fellow..."
The malevolent thought pinched Yan Shouyi between his fingertips and sent him towards his mouth.
Yan Shouyi's face turned ashen. Looking down, he could see the malevolent thought's throat, like a bottomless abyss.
Just then.
The chanting sounded again.
A power descended from the sky and injected itself into Yan Shouyi!
Yan Shouyi instantly broke free from the malevolent thought's grasp and grew into a giant whose size matched the malevolent thought's!
"What, what is going on?!" The malevolent thought retreated in fright.
Miaohua also cast a surprised glance.
Even Yan Shouyi himself looked at his body in utter confusion.
General Qing Jiang was no longer here, and the inner demon couldn't help.
At this point, who else could help him?
In the sky above the sea of consciousness, Benheng's voice echoed again: "Yan Shouyi, how do you feel?"
Yan Shouyi looked up in surprise, thinking: Is this the power of Senior Benheng? Is he so powerful, why didn't he use it directly earlier?
The next second, another familiar voice came:
"Yan Shouyi... the mistakes this old monk made should be resolved by this old monk himself... but now that things have come to this, I can only entrust you with this... Amitabha!"
This voice belonged to Abbot Yansong!
Yan Shouyi instantly understood that the person with such immense power was not Master Benheng, but Abbot Yansong!
That cunning old man had made his move!
In reality, Abbot Yansong sat up with difficulty beside Yan Shouyi, chanting Buddhist scriptures together with Master Benheng.
Golden light enveloped the two, but Abbot Yansong's Buddhist light was countless times brighter and more dazzling than Master Benheng's.