From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 266: I Came Here to Seek Justice

With the monk's appearance, the Bullet Comments, which had settled into a temporary lull following the recent predicament, instantly erupted into a frenzy once more!

"Whoa, it is a Buddhist Monk!"

"It is a monk, the same kind of monk that appeared in India! Could it be... Buddhism has sent someone too?"

"It is possible. This region has always been a Buddhist stronghold, so it makes perfect sense for them to send someone!"

"What exactly is hidden in this place? Why would two Transcendent factions both send their people here?"

Countless speculations continuously popped up among the Bullet Comments, igniting a wave of excitement among viewers from countries all across the globe.

Who had ever witnessed a live-action Transcendent drama quite like this? And a crossover episode between two major Transcendent factions, no less! The sheer spectacle of it was thrilling, and the audience was absolutely eating it up.

A relentless tide of new viewers flooded into the Livestream Room. This massive surge in traffic naturally caught the attention of various Governments worldwide, prompting them to closely monitor the situation.

For these authorities, the sudden arrival of this unfamiliar Buddhist Monk warranted far more scrutiny. Did his appearance signify that the influence of the Zanluo Bodhisattva had already begun extending eastward?

The Staff Officers of these major world powers furrowed their brows, universally leaning forward in their seats. They stared intently at the screens before them, desperate to glean any additional information that might validate their hypotheses."Everyone, there is no longer any need to worry about the lives of the hostages," Min Aung declared. "This humble monk arrived slightly late, but I have already seized control of the military camp. Those poor souls are now safe!"

Min Aung's words acted as a potent shot of adrenaline, prompting the previously anxious members of the Catholic Church to sharply raise their heads.

Looking past the monk, they saw the captured soldiers being herded back, accompanied by a large number of dejected and dispirited individuals.

The defeated posture of these people, combined with the utterly dark expression on Dakan's face, spoke volumes.

The monk was not boasting; he truly had single-handedly defused the crisis.

Meanwhile, Dakan glared at the monk before him with an incredibly gloomy expression. "Min Aung... you bastard! You survived by relying on the army's relief, yet you dare to rebel against us like this!"

The moment Dakan saw his subdued subordinates, he knew he was completely finished. Without his hostages to threaten the Catholic Church, how could he possibly survive?

Thus, he desperately attempted to seize a sliver of initiative in the conversation.

"Amitābha. This humble monk does not rebel against the military, but rather against violence and tyrannical Rule!" Min Aung stated, his eyes bright and clear. "If you, General, could maintain peace and bring stability, then I would surely be your most steadfast supporter! But you cannot achieve this. All you are capable of is subjecting this region to a brutal Rule!"

"Lord Buddha embodies Compassionate Mercy. Such brutality is absolutely not what Lord Buddha wishes to see. Therefore, this humble monk has come here to seek justice!"

Hearing this, Dakan continued to put up a stubborn resistance. "You are spouting nonsense! Everyone in my park lives a very happy Life. Go on, ask them yourself! Who among them would call me brutal? Who?!"

Hearing his furious roar and seeing his threatening glare, many of the people huddled behind Min Aung instinctively shrank their necks back in fear.

Dakan's oppressive aura was not built in a day; it was the direct result of his long-standing, horrifying brutality.

Hearing the warlord's outrageous claim, Min Aung let out a soft chuckle. "Since the General insists, then how about you personally experience the 'happy Life' you just mentioned?"

"You..." Dakan tried to say something else, but then he saw Min Aung chant a Buddhist moniker. A streak of brilliant golden light emanated from the monk and seamlessly melded into Dakan's body.

"Do not worry, General! You will merely endure their Suffering. You will not die, nor will you pass out. This will ensure you can fully appreciate their profound 'happiness'!"

The smiling monk's words sent a deep, bone-piercing chill throughout Dakan's entire body. Yet, he was completely At One's Wit's End, for he suddenly realized he could no longer even speak!

Beneath his pleasant smile, this monk was far more ruthless than anyone else combined!

The audience could more or less grasp the meaning of this exchange, prompting endless streams of "Hahahaha" to flood the Bullet Comments.

Although they had never seen it firsthand, who had not heard the horrifying tales originating from northern Myanmar? The victims affected by those stories were very real, breathing people!

Now that one of the primary architects of this Suffering was finally being marched to the executioner's block, how could the viewers not revel in the sweet satisfaction?

Having finished dealing with the warlord, Min Aung calmly nodded toward George and the others. "Amitābha. This humble monk is Min Aung. It is a pleasure to meet you all."

The mutual perception between Transcendent beings was exceedingly sharp, so the moment they met, they inherently understood each other's status.

George smiled warmly at him. "Your Excellency... have you also come to rescue The Faithful?"

This single question directly clarified their own identities, causing the Bullet Comments to accelerate wildly once again!

Many a Catholic watching the stream was deeply moved. So, these Transcendent beings had traveled thousands of miles to this perilous country entirely to save their fellow believers!

Such words were more than enough to deepen the devotion of the masses, while simultaneously causing the expressions of global leaders to darken considerably. If the Catholic Church could swoop into northern Myanmar today to rescue its followers, could they not deploy their supernatural forces anywhere in the world tomorrow? This was a development they desperately needed to guard against!

Min Aung shook his head. "I have not. This humble monk has come seeking an answer—an answer of paramount importance to this entire nation!"

"What answer?" George asked, brimming with Curiosity.

"If this nation was rid of War, could it finally know peace? If there were no more of The Greedy, would its people find a happier Life? If the special privileges granted to the clergy were abolished, would the common folk have more food to eat?"

Min Aung spoke these profound questions with a tone that was calm, yet filled with unwavering devotion.

Upon hearing this, a deep sense of respect swelled within George. "Your Excellency is truly a man of extraordinary courage!"

He fully understood the immense weight behind those words, acutely aware of the crushing pressure the monk would face just for daring to speak them aloud!

But since the monk dared to say such things, it proved he genuinely intended to see them through. This was a man utterly devoid of selfish desires—someone who fought for the collective good of humanity, much like The Saint from the legends!

Even within the Catholic Church, such a selfless individual was worthy of the utmost reverence!

Min Aung simply shook his head. "It is not a matter of courage, merely following the dictates of my heart. Kachin is but this humble monk's first stop. I hope to traverse this entire nation and have a proper, earnest conversation with every single person..."

"To speak with them about peace, about tranquility, and about putting an end to War. If the issues cannot be resolved internally, then this humble monk will go outside and talk to external forces!"

"This nation has been mired in Suffering for far too long. Perhaps this humble monk can help alleviate the pain for a few more souls..."

The monk's words were mild, and he did not radiate blinding light, yet he possessed an incredibly serene and detached aura that naturally washed a deep sense of tranquility over anyone near him.

Coming from anyone else, such statements would sound like delusional boasting. But coming from him, they felt like an inevitable truth!

Many of the bystanders witnessed this profound moment. Touched by the incredible aura he exuded, their fraught nerves miraculously settled into complete peace!

However, the viewers watching through the stream clearly noticed far more than those physically present:

"My God, why is there golden light radiating from this man?"

"Yeah, and it is not just golden light; there is a distinct halo behind him! Is he an Angel?"

"Show some culture, will you? That is Buddha's Light! Rumor has it that only legendary Buddhas possess such power!"

Such comments swiftly elevated the already burning online discourse surrounding Buddhism to new heights, introducing a massive wave of people to the profound mysteries of the Buddhist Sect.

Right at that moment, Min Aung suddenly caught the sound of a raucous commotion erupting outside.

It sounded like the throngs of people across the entire park—finally liberated now that the military was restrained—were weeping, screaming, and lashing out in a chaotic brawl. They were venting their deep-seated grievances, effectively transforming their own past Suffering into new Suffering for others.

The violent uproar was intense enough to echo into their location, causing many to cast worried glances toward the door.

"Are they... fighting outside?" someone asked, furrowing their brows.

At that exact moment, Min Aung slowly lowered himself to the ground right in front of everyone. Settling into a cross-legged position, he brought his palms together in prayer and bowed his head.

"This is the Noble Truth of Suffering: birth is Suffering, aging is Suffering, illness is Suffering, death is Suffering; union with what is displeasing is Suffering; separation from what is pleasing is Suffering; not to get what one wants is Suffering; in brief, the five aggregates subject to clinging are Suffering."

Accompanying his recitation of the sutra were ethereal, golden Sanskrit characters that began drifting off his body, perfectly synchronized with the resonant, mystical cadence of a Sanskrit Chant!

Beneath the watchful eyes of everyone present, the profound clarity, brilliance, and serenity of the chant were almost palpable. They could vividly see the golden Sanskrit characters blooming out from his spoken words, floating gently out the door and drifting toward the chaos outside.

At that moment, one of the soldiers standing behind Min Aung had a sudden stroke of inspiration. He grabbed the Cell Phone that was still broadcasting the Livestream Room and slowly panned the camera's view away from the room, directing the lens outside the door.

Out in the courtyard, viewers could see the crowds of people who had been violently brawling, screaming, and succumbing to sheer madness. These individuals had been violently venting their anger, but as the golden Sanskrit Chant washed over them, they abruptly froze, staring blankly up at the sky in a daze.

They, too, could hear the transcendent chants, witness the miraculous glowing script, and feel the unparalleled peace and tranquility that instantly descended upon the area the moment the sacred sounds enveloped them.

Their Hatred had not simply vanished into thin air, of course, but it was firmly suppressed by the soothing Sanskrit Chant, forcibly pacifying what had been a wildly chaotic and violent scene.

This miraculous spectacle sparked an absolutely massive, earth-shattering sensation within the Livestream Room!