The demonic Mahayana cultivator before me is a member of the Heavenly Horn Demon Clan. This race once reigned as the rulers of the Primordial Demon Realm at the beginning of the Immortal Dao Era, before being replaced by the Blood Spirit Demon Clan.
The horns on their heads have a very strong bloodline characteristic.
It can help the body achieve a state of enlightenment similar to "harmony between man and nature". The more concentrated the bloodline, the longer and thicker the horn on the head.
Nowadays.
The number of Heavenly Horned Demons is becoming increasingly scarce, and they are rarely seen in the Cosmic Sea. From this, it can be inferred that this Demon Mahayana cultivator has been enslaved by Buddhism for at least tens of thousands of years.
It seems like it's been a long time since they've been out "getting some fresh air".
He spoke rapidly, pressing forward relentlessly, his body trembling as if ants were crawling all over him, and his bloodshot eyes shone even brighter.
The next moment.
The shattered space began to reorganize under the control of the Law Chains, forming unique, mirror-like domains that kept Wang Yu at the very center.
Countless reflections of Wang Yu lingered on the mirror surface of the space.
They all gave him strange smiles.
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"
The enchanting sounds filled the ears and bewitched the mind.
Seeing that the other party did not make any further moves, Wang Yu immediately realized that although the Samsara Lineage chose to fight head-on, they were still wary of his identity and background and dared not harm him.
Choosing a demon in the late Mahayana stage was both to clear his name of suspicion afterward and to forcibly suppress him, eliminating any chance for him to escape.
'Trapped but not killed, are you trying to convert me?'
His understanding was even more profound.
Wang Yu simply set up the double demonic array of the Yellow Spring Heavenly Demon God Banner, retrieved the Nine Slaughter Swords into his inner cave, and the moment he sat down cross-legged, a dense aura of the Dao of Time soared into the sky.
The left eye is Taiyin, working in conjunction with the laws of time.
Despite not having condensed the corresponding divine chains of law, a powerful eye technique—[Boundless Realm]—was born prematurely!
An eerie gray light spread from Wang Yu's left eye, staining the world. Wherever the gray ripples passed, time seemed to stand still, except for the Taiyin in his eye, which continued to radiate light.
Wang Yu disrupted the timeline of the entire region.
This move.
Even if a cultivator who is proficient in the laws of time were to come, they would still be unable to see what happened in this region by reflecting past scenes.
Although he suspected that the Samsara lineage had also set up similar methods, he chose to take action himself out of caution.
Within the realm of non-light energy, all time flows.
Make your own time independent of the outside world.
It appears to affect the surroundings, but in reality, it primarily affects the user. This is one of its effects. The second effect is to plunge the enemy into boundless darkness, bringing nightfall and a bright moon.
It can obscure all sensory abilities; the two are combined.
The Realm of No Light is the most powerful divine ability in Wang Yu's possession, possessing the strongest control over it!
The instant when space and time are disrupted.
He completely blocked the demonic sound. Before the demons could break the divine power, Wang Yu activated the Heavenly Demon Transformation, and his body instantly grew to a height of ten feet, his skin turning into the color of lava.
Dark red demonic flames swirled around his body, and in the blink of an eye, he perfectly mimicked a Flame Demon creature in terms of appearance, form, spirit, and aura.
While he was in the Demon Refining Domain, he devoured the essence and blood of many demon spies, but he did not use them to seize the Dao of the Heavenly Demon. Instead, he stored them as bloodline information in the "database" of the Heavenly Demon Transformation.
At this moment, they transformed into pure and unadulterated Flame Demons.
And it deliberately radiates vitality.
He maximized the characteristics of the "Ancient Demon Body of Fate," and his demonic life force rapidly corrupted everything, including the space itself.
at the same time.
Wang Yu took out a large number of precious spiritual materials and used the demonic flame in his natal spiritual treasure to refine them in an instant, instantly creating a temporary seventh-grade low-rank Earth Profound Demon Flute!
He was also quite knowledgeable about music, and he had a broad understanding of both the secret techniques for attacking the soul that he was proficient in when he was weak, and the divine music and divine power that originated from the bloodline of the Ice Phoenix.
Right now.
The sound of the demonic flute rose, and after merging with the demonic nature of the Fate Master, which was similar to that of an ancient demon, it directly shattered the Buddhist secret technique that had forcibly converted him.
The Heart Lake space began to boil.
Boundless mental energy flowed into the demonic flute like a river, allowing the sound to resonate in the void and amplifying the effect of the "Demon Sound of Fate" many times over.
The Great Ascension of the Heavenly Horned Demon Clan, who was being solidified by the Lightless Realm and attempting to break through the divine power, stopped all his movements the moment he heard the demonic sound.
A hint of struggle flickered in his bloodshot eyes.
This struggle was not due to Wang Yu's manipulation, but rather because his original consciousness was awakening.
Following the instructions of the Holy Monk of Reincarnation, it came to convert Wang Yu.
It is merely a shell that carries out the will of the Buddha. Although it has mastered the power of the Buddha, it is still a demon in essence. Its self is suppressed to the deepest part of its mind, never to see the light of day again.
Wang Yu's actions were tantamount to tearing apart the Buddhist system's conversion effect, allowing his true consciousness to break free and see the outside world.
That's why he was so still and motionless.
otherwise.
No matter how strong the Realm of No Light is, it is difficult to trap it for more than three breaths when there is a chasm-like gap in the laws and realms. This shows the benefits of Wang Yu's early transformation into the Flame Demon Clan.
The Buddha-nature was suppressed.
After being imprisoned for tens of thousands of years, and with his mind tormented to the point of near collapse, the Mahayana of the Heavenly Horned Demon Clan began to awaken a part of his true self, though only a tiny bit of it was able to awaken.
But we also saw the young Flame Demon Clan member who was "fighting for survival" under "it," his expression twisted with excitement.
"—Help me!!!"
"I swear in the name of the Celestial Horn Royal Family, my descendants..."
pity.
Before he could finish speaking, his eyes dimmed again, his Buddhist consciousness regained control of his mind and body, and a strange, ambiguous smile appeared on his lips.
In an instant.
The black and gold light transformed into a giant axe phantom, instantly cleaving the lightless realm apart and breaking free from its restraints. This fiend then passed through the spatial mirror and arrived in front of Wang Yu in an instant.
"It's no use. Our sect's method of salvation points directly to the mind."
That's all.
He simply sat face to face with Wang Yu, constantly chanting Buddhist scriptures to counter the demonic sounds he was emitting.
This was exactly what Wang Yu wanted to do.
In a direct confrontation, he is no match for you, that much is certain. But when it comes to mental strength, do you really think you can convert a great cultivator in the Pure Nirvana Realm?
Wang Yu sneered inwardly, secretly activating the Heaven-Stealing Demon Hand.
Trying to rush into the other party's mental space and retrieve the demon's true consciousness would certainly be extremely difficult, but creating a sound transmission channel would not be difficult.
He combined the "Secret Techniques of the Sea of Bitterness" with the "Heaven-Stealing Demon Hand".
The former concealed itself, obscuring the Buddha-nature consciousness of the demon race, while secretly transferring the "Destiny Demon Sound" into the crack-like passage, silently widening the rift in the mind, constantly accumulating power, and waiting for the right opportunity.
They also sent a message containing a magical voice.
...
Celestial Horned Demon Clan, Heart Lake Space.
This place should have been a place without light.
At this moment, however, it is filled with golden light full of Buddhist nature, seemingly magnificent, grand and at its zenith, but in reality, it is all gold and jade on the outside and rotten on the inside!
In the heart lake, which shone with golden light, several deep, dark rifts have been opened, and a near-mad consciousness is struggling wildly within them.
At that time.
Wang Yu's voice came through.
"My clan elders, I am a spy sent by the Flame Demon Clan to the human territory. Today I was captured. That damned bald monk tried to forcibly convert me, but he sent you as the main instigator."
"Fortunately, I am proficient in the secret arts of the mind and the art of cleansing the mind with demonic sounds. Today I will find a way to help you regain your original mind and freedom."
"Please be patient, senior. Wait until the mental rifts have accumulated to a certain number, then use my secret method to work together from the inside and outside to eliminate this disgusting Buddhist consciousness."
This transmission is one-way.
Therefore, the true consciousness of the Celestial Horned Demon Clan could not communicate with him directly, but after receiving the message, it immediately quieted down, having been in a desperate situation for a long time.
I chose to believe, after all... this is the only lifeline I've encountered in tens of thousands of years, how could I dare to doubt it?
After completing the initial communication.
Wang Yu felt relieved and focused his attention on communicating with the Blood Realm again through the demonized Jianmu tree. He told them that the altar ceremony to summon the Blood Lord could continue, and that the notification to the Immortal Palace could be postponed.
He couldn't swallow this insult!
Furthermore, through the exchange just now, he had several ideas for revenge. Since the Samsara lineage wanted to convert him, there must be a reason why they needed him.
With his life guaranteed, and as long as he had a way to instantly return to the Blood Realm, he could be even bolder in his actions. If all else failed, he still had a [Time Talisman]!
This is a life-saving method bestowed upon me by the Demon Emperor Zhulong.
Even if one is instantly killed, as long as it doesn't exceed ten breaths, one can achieve a perfect resurrection, rewinding one's own time to the point before death, with excellent results.
'--snort!'
'Trying to convert me, trying to deceive everyone? I'll let you have your fun!'
…………
At the same time.
Just as Wang Yu was fiercely battling with Buddhist consciousness.
Lion Camel Realm, outside Evil Luo Temple.
A large group of Buddhist monks had already gathered here. Fairy Xingyue and Jin Miaoshan were also among the crowd. The former was still shaken, while the ever-intelligent Xingyue had already vaguely sensed that something was amiss.
As someone who could ascend alone from a hellish place like the Ice Prison Realm, her luck and intellect were indispensable factors.
When he realized that Wang Yu's attitude was strange.
An uneasy feeling arose in their hearts. At this moment, a spatial rift as wide as an insurmountable barrier blocked everyone outside, making it impossible for them to intervene.
The early Mahayana master, Eroja Zen Master, was the most accomplished among those present. Now that Wang Yu had run into trouble outside his temple, he was in a difficult position.
His eyes involuntarily fixed on a few monks who had disappeared into the crowd. These were the very people who had stopped Wang Yu from leaving, and it was clear that something was amiss.
They could even guess who was behind the reincarnation lineage.
The despicable Zen Master Luo could only suffer in silence, not daring to offend the Samsara lineage. However, Wang Yu's background was something he could not afford to offend.
The previous suppression of one's cultivation level in the battle could be explained as resentment, but it was still a normal discussion and competition.
What about now?
'Damn it!'
Even after years of self-cultivation, Zen Master Ero couldn't help but curse inwardly this time.
Sudden.
Kim Myo-sun spoke up from the crowd.
"Master, is it possible for this spatial rift that marked the dividing line to be broken?"
Upon hearing this, the latter shook his head.
"It can't be broken. The one who made the move is a late-stage Mahayana cultivator who is proficient in the way of space. What seems to be just an ordinary crack actually contains countless overlapping spaces. Breaking through one layer will reveal another."
"Is that so?"
Bai Chengfeng was also in the crowd, a hint of expectation in his eyes. He had a feeling that things wouldn't end so simply, an intuition formed from his recognition of Wang Yu.
at the same time.
Fairy Xingyue also noticed Jin Miaoshan's presence. After a moment's thought, she remembered this person. Although the two had never met, they had heard of each other's existence.
One is the Palace Master of Wangyue Palace, and the other is the Palace Master of Jinmanlou.
During the chaotic era of the ancient demons, they were both rising stars in the Ice Prison Realm, and being women as well, they naturally kept tabs on each other's information.
only.
In Xingyue's eyes, Jin Miaoshan disappeared in Jinchan City, along with Wang Yu and others, and a large number of top figures in the Ice Prison Realm disappeared in that accident.
Only one demonic cultivator surnamed Xie remained.
then.
She was able to find the guiding token left behind by the Tianhai Ancient Sect thanks to the guidance of that cultivator surnamed Xie. Just as she was about to go over and have a chat with him,
But she found that Kim Myo-seon had returned to the Ero Temple with a calm expression, as if she no longer cared about it, so she quickly followed her.
The two landed in front of the palace.
Xingyue first communicated telepathically, saying, "I have long heard of the name of Fairy Miaoshan. I am honored to meet you today, but I never expected that you would be in the Lion Camel Upper Realm, and that we would even join the Buddhist sect together."
Kim Myo-sun hesitated for a moment, but then recognized the other person.
"You are... the Palace Master of Wangyue Palace?!"
Xingyue nodded, and the two looked at each other.
You could see the subtle sighs in their eyes.
"I've long heard that Fairy Miaoshan is Brother Wang's confidante, so why have you become so distant?"
"Strangeness? Palace Master Wangyue misunderstands. I just trust him, and... it's better to keep my distance to avoid being accidentally hurt."
"The fairy seems to understand Brother Wang Dao very well."
"It's not so much about getting to know each other, but as you work together for a long time, you naturally become more familiar with each other's personalities."
The two chatted casually for a while.
In a very short moment.
They felt like kindred spirits who had met too late, and before they knew it, they had been chatting for a long time, until... the unexpected happened!
I don't know when it started.
The cultivators surrounding the spatial rift began to argue, and a series of voices, like heavenly music, rose from the darkness. Their source was unknown, yet they gave the listeners a sense of enlightenment.
The first cultivator to hear the "Heavenly Sound" thought that his own opportunity had arrived, since no one else reacted. He simply sat cross-legged in the void and began to comprehend it.
As this strange situation began to spread, more and more cultivators sat in meditation, which made Zen Master Ero notice something was wrong. He then had someone wake them up and ask them the reason.
However, Shi Xiu, who had just been baptized by the "Heavenly Sound," was immersed in an incredibly real understanding of the Great Dao and felt that he had gained a lot, when he was abruptly interrupted.
In just a moment, his eyes turned red!
"Severing someone's path is like killing their parents"—this is not just a saying. Arguments and conflicts may arise, but in the eyes of Zen Master Ero Luo, they are all part of the equation.
These people's auras didn't change at all; they just sat cross-legged for a while. What kind of enlightenment or gains did they have? It's all utter nonsense.
But others don't think that way.
Until the first person to make a move appeared, the entire group of several hundred Buddhist monks was caught in a chaotic battle.
And this... is the terrifying corrosive effect of demonic contamination! (End of Chapter)
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