From a Minor Sect Cultivator to the Primordial Spirit Dao Lord

In a world of immortals and swordsmen, a young Taoist named Mu Shao'ai loves flying swords, raising poison insects, drawing talismans, and refining pills. Isn't it delightful to live a care...

Chapter 683 The Buddha Shows No Mercy Under His Staff? The Taoist Priest's Skill Is a Step Ahead

Do you think you're an electric eel?

Bai Cang smiled nonchalantly, and in the blink of an eye, a golden canopy of auspicious clouds descended, with pearls hanging like curtains, completely protecting his consciousness.

"A futile struggle; the Buddha's staff never spares a life!"

With unwavering confidence, Amitabha Buddha roared, and countless strands of flesh and blood intertwined, lifting a pillar of blood and flesh before crashing it down with tremendous force.

The endless, polluted spiritual light spread like wildfire, filling Bai Cang's entire spiritual sea.

Such a bizarre scene would probably cause a cultivator below the Nascent Soul level to mutate and turn into a giant meat stick after just one glance.

An ordinary immortal Dao Lord could probably only last a little longer at most.

The Calamity Dao Lord also needed to escape as soon as possible, as it would be extremely difficult to withstand the erosion and pollution of this pillar of flesh and blood.

Even a perfect Dao Lord who has survived nine tribulations and three calamities can probably only resist this pollution and erosion, but may not be able to withstand the bombardment of the "true body" of the flesh and blood pillar.

But who exactly is Bai Cang?

Even if it were a genuine "Undying Demon Soul," he would dare to confront it head-on.

What's more, this mere incomplete and sealed "waste" can only rely on the power of pollution to erode other people's minds.

With this thought in mind, Bai Cang unleashed his supreme sword intent, annihilating the flesh and blood pillar into nothingness.

Then he shouted, "Now tell me, who is the great-grandfather?"

If I don't answer well, I'll turn around and leave.

Upon hearing this,

From within the crack, an extremely gentle and kind voice suddenly rang out.

"Since the Buddhist sect was wiped out by the Xuanmen sect, the Taoist master is naturally more powerful than the Buddhist master."

My ancestor, please accept my humble bow.

"I beg you, Grandfather, to lend a hand and help this little beast!"

Such a supple body, and such flirtatious words.

Even Bai Cang, who is known for his shamelessness and flexible approach to principles, was thoroughly shocked.

How can there be such a shameless person in this world?

However, Bai Cang also figured out the pattern of behavior behind the seemingly crazy Amitabha Buddha.

The more polite you are to him, the more arrogant he becomes.

The tougher you are on him, the more obedient and docile he becomes.

So Bai Cang retorted without any politeness: "How dare you say such brainless things?"

"If there weren't enough benefits, why would I, Daoist Master, rescue you?"

Amitabha Buddha did not hesitate at all, "If Grandfather can save me, I will definitely acknowledge you as my master. I swear by the Milky Way: if I utter a single lie, I will make that little beast Guangli suffer a terrible death!"

Bai Cang laughed in anger upon hearing this, "You little brat, you're eating and taking things, aren't you?"

"If you utter such utterly foolish words again, be careful, or I won't be so polite!"

Good heavens, your abacus beads are practically flying into my face!

If Liu Yifei were to marry someone of lower status, who wouldn't want to live in a big villa and drive a Maybach?

Amitabha Buddha was not angry when he heard this. He went on and on about seventeen or eighteen conditions and made thirty or fifty vows about toothache, which made Bai Cang so angry that he had the urge to turn around and leave.

"If you say another stupid thing, you'll rot here and never get out again."

Bai Cang said irritably, "If you want me to release you, first tell me the refining incantation so that I can gain a basic understanding of the Four Seas Mirror's authority."

He realized that this guy was a tough nut to crack.

If you don't make things clear directly, he can keep going on and on with you until the end of time.

Even Bai Cang had some doubts about whether the Great Venerable Amitabha truly wanted to break free from the seal.

Why does it seem like he's having a pretty good time inside the seal?

"Oh, so that's what you mean. You should have said so earlier! How would I know what you wanted if you didn't tell me? If you want it, you should just say it!"

Upon hearing this, Amitabha Buddha replied in a tone that seemed to say, "I thought you were trying to steal my eggs." He added, "I don't know the incantation for refining the Four Seas Mirror either."

If I had known, wouldn't I have become Guangli, and wouldn't Guangli have become me?

So what about the Bull Demon King? Is he trying to play tricks on me, the Taoist priest?

Bai Cang felt a tightness in his chest, almost spitting out blood.

"However, I can pass on a secret incantation to you so that I can be sacrificed."

Just as Bai Cang was about to turn and leave, the Great Venerable Amitabha said slowly, "I am also a flesh and blood spiritual treasure, and an important foundation of the Four Seas Mirror."

"If you refine me, you will not only gain partial control over the Four Seas Mirror, but you will also be able to merge with my body and soul, obtaining a portion of the divine power of the 'Undying Demon Soul.' What do you say?"

As they were talking, Amitabha Buddha readily passed on a mantra.

Bai Cang silently recited the incantation, then raised his hand and unleashed a magical power as vast as a galaxy, which rushed into the crevice and enveloped the strange and terrifying body of the Amitabha Great Venerable.

"boom!"

The next moment.

A strange and inexplicable corrosive force was instantly transmitted from afar.

It was as if it wanted to awaken all of Bai Cang's flesh and blood, to make them all develop intelligence, to separate from his body, and to become independent creatures of all sizes.

"I knew you wouldn't be so honest."

Bai Cang smiled coldly, and the Yin and Yang energies circulated, transforming into a Yin-Yang fish that enveloped him.

It seems as if they have transcended the world, escaped the Three Realms, and are no longer bound by the Five Elements.

"boom!"

At the same time.

A "Destroyer's Blade" strike, following the strange and inexplicable corrosive power, slashed in the opposite direction.

Time flows endlessly like water, surging ever onward.

And then there is the cruel hand of fate, weaving an inescapable destiny that bursts forth with the destruction of the end times.

In just a moment, the aura of Amitabha Buddha had already weakened considerably.

"I give up, I give up! Grandfather, please stop your supernatural powers, this little beast can't take it anymore!"

Upon seeing Bai Cang's ferocious power, the Great Venerable Amitabha immediately begged for mercy without any restraint.

Bai Cang ignored this matter completely and continued to perform hand seals and chant incantations, carrying out the "refining" according to the instructions taught by the Great Venerable Amitabha.

Every time a strange, corrosive force is transmitted from afar.

Bai Cang used his "Yin-Yang Fish" talent to evade the attack, while simultaneously following the power of erosion to unleash a "Destroying God Blade" in the opposite direction.

This cycle repeated twenty or thirty times until the aura of Amitabha Buddha had clearly weakened to its lowest point.

Only then did Bai Cang sternly rebuke, "I'm giving you one last chance. Are you truly convinced now?"

The Great Buddha Amitabha had already repeated his pleas for mercy a hundred and eighty times, but now not a single drop remained.

He could only weakly say, "I surrender, I truly surrender, please spare my life, Grandfather!"

Bai Cang then snorted coldly, "Then open your mind and don't resist at all."

As he spoke, Bai Cang activated the "Primordial Heart Seal" once again.

This time, Amitabha Buddha finally behaved himself and voluntarily lowered his mental defenses.

Bai Cang allowed him to distort his mind and consciousness, planting 108,000 different restrictions to suppress his true spirit and consciousness.

But Bai Cang was still not satisfied. He gathered the remaining destructive aura within the body of the Great Venerable Amitabha and condensed it into a seemingly illusory divine blade of annihilation, which he placed across the sea of ​​his mind.