The Ancestor of Awakening arrived at the temple gate and saw the heavily injured and unconscious Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.
The dark and ominous magical energy enveloped half of her body, and the forehead that had been hit by the twelve-grade Endless Black Lotus was even darker by a large margin. The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit's face contorted, and even in a coma, her body couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably. The upper clear Buddhist teachings were forcefully pushed out by the magical energy bit by bit, threatening to fall into cultivation level, eventually becoming a mad killer who only knows how to kill.
Bodhi calculated with his fingers: "Hmm? Seems there's some destiny between you and my school, and I'll save your life."
Actually, the connection between the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit and the Western Cult is almost non-existent. However, she is a disciple of Dao Ren Dabao, and regardless of how you put it, there is some kind of connection, isn't there?
He waved his magic wand, and good fortune clouds appeared, carrying the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit to the Hallowed Platform of Compassion on Mount Filunpeng. His disciples would naturally help with the treatment over there.
Yin Jiao and Yin Hong finally saw the Buddha that King Zhu cultivated with the blood and flesh of the entire city.
The originally existing Buddha, even if it was tainted by blood, was still just a lifeless object. All of its spiritual energy was bound within the body of the clay figurine. However, as Yin Jiao and Yin Hong arrived, the spiritual energy of the clay figurine suddenly surged. The golden exterior of the Buddha emitted a series of malevolent and abnormal lights.
Yin Jiao slit his wrist, cutting deeply and exposing bone, then a pitch-black mist as dark as ink flowed into the Buddha statue. On the side, Yin Hong also made the same move.
The Buddha statue underwent a dramatic transformation, with a vast amount of blood and flesh essence covering the wooden body. The original wooden structure was completely transformed into flesh and blood, and an immense amount of power emerged as if by magic, bringing the entire statue to life.
The originally similar Buddha, with an similarity of about 70-80%, stretched and deformed into a middle-aged man with a human body and a snake tail, and four arms.
The Goddess Nuwa from Waipalace gazed at Luoyi. The demon ancestor Luohou had finally truly awoken, but a human body with a snake tail? His Dao body was actually like this, hehe.
Nuwa instantly comprehended many things. If Hongjun hadn't manipulated her, Luohou would have mostly been her archenemy. As for now? You guys can enjoy yourselves slowly.
Luohou's human body with a snake tail maintained the pose for a moment, and he quickly transformed into a human shape, with Shatikong and the twelve-grade Endless Black Lotus returning to his hands. With a thought, the remaining part of the Dao of Time began to operate, halting the time within the Great Dome of Buddha. He ignored Yin Jiao and Yin Hong who seemed to have dropped off at that moment and looked towards an empty space on the right: "Have you brought what I asked for?"
Queen Jiang walked out of the emptiness, her face contorted in struggle, and her side vision swept over her two sons: "Will the ancestor keep his promise?"
Luohou proudly said: "I always keep my word. I promised you in the past that I would return these two boys to you after the matter was settled, and I will definitely fulfill my promise."
Queen Jiang bit her lips and nodded: "Alright."
She took out a small gray object, threw it to Luohou, and then turned around and disappeared.
Time returned to normal.
Yin Jiao and Yin Hong's eyes again showed their vigor.
Luohou stood above, forming an ancient magical seal with his hands: "Heavenly Way, you scoundrel, listen well. I, Luohou, am entering the path of Buddha from the path of demon. From now on, I am a Demon Buddha!"
Yin Jiao's demeanor underwent a sudden transformation. The once handsome face was now filled with a serious expression: "I, Jiudu, today I will reunite with the Demon Buddha to become one."
On the other side, Yin Hong struggled twice before finally retreating and admitting defeat, handing over control of his body. The beautiful youth transformed into a woman with a purple complexion, who said: "I, Zixi, today I will reunite with the Demon Buddha to become one."
Hongjun has a method to slay the three ghosts and ultimately attain the status of the Great Perfects of the Primordial Golden Deity. Luohou shares similarities with Hongjun, but there are also differences. On the side of the demon ancestor, they nurture three demons within their body, and after unification, they can also achieve the status of the Great Perfects of the Primordial Golden Deity.
Jiudu, Zixi, and Yuebo are his three demons. Yuebo didn't take shape, but Jiudu and Zixi have always existed as Luohou's incarnations. They secretly controlled Yin Jiao and Yin Hong, ultimately reviving the fully intact form of Luohou's original body.
This is not just a matter of two years of life span, and the Luohou who dared not use too much magical power after being resurrected is now a true ancestor of demons who can stand up to Hongjun, Yinyang, Qiankun, Yangmei, and others.
He is a character who is infinitely close to the status of the Great Perfects of the Primordial Golden Deity.
The Bodhi Master outside the temple gently shook his head: "Your accomplishments rival the ancient sages of Hongwang. Why are you so foolish?"
Luohou communicated with him through space: "My attainment of a celestial land, allowing all living beings in the myriad worlds to have pure minds, and ensuring the peace of the three thousand worlds, how can it be considered unwise?"
"Ha! Justify," said Bodhi Master, whose golden light flickered and disappeared, revealing the Sahaja Santana.
Today, this saint no longer had his usual casual demeanor. He held the seven-treasure wondrous tree, and in the shadowy silhouette behind him, countless precious trees appeared, each reaching 8,000 yojans in height. Above Quapita's head was a treasure canopy composed of great brightness, with light that seemed to be the convergence of billions of suns and moons. Yet it was not dazzling; there was only infinite peace and tranquility.
Facing Luohou, Quanputai no longer reserved and was preparing to unleash his full power.
Quanputai clasped his hands together: "Well said, well said. Sir is a senior, and Quanputai has always been of lesser intellect. Today, I must learn from the senior."
While his words were polite, in reality, he wasn't overly cautious either.
In reality, he wasn't very careful. Luohou himself was part of the Hongwang Dao, and Hongjun's many restrictions on Xianzhang did not affect him. Yunxiao, Duobao, and others could only unleash one-tenth of their destructive power in Hongwang, but only when they entered the Chaos realm could they fully unleash their potential. However, Luohou could unleash his full strength in Hongwang. But how? Xianzhang is as strong as they come, and there is still a gap that cannot be crossed between them and saints.
Quanputai himself thought that he, as the weakest of the Xianzhang, could handle Luohou, the strongest of the Xianzhang. The problem was that after the battle, his thoughts were entirely focused on "sealing the demon," "subduing the demon," and "transforming the demon." Additionally, he had to deal with Western Cult and Xuanmen's relationship. It seemed that they were going to leave Xuanmen.
Quanputai was distracted, not giving much thought to the battle at hand.
Only when Luohou took out a strip of narrow banner tail from a small ball of gray matter and wrapped it around the Shatikong Spear, did he show a look of panic.
"The Six-Soul Flag? How can a mere tail of this item be in your hands?"
Luohou sneered coldly: "Indeed, this is the Six-Soul Flag, forged from the grievances of three thousand demons. Yin Jiao and Yin Hong are incompetent and cannot bring out the flag. However, just one tail is enough. If your fellow disciples of Hongjun do not scheme against each other, how could this item end up in the hands of the ancestor? If you do not believe it, just look here. Your senior brother on the same side is still writing your name on the flagtail!"
The Saint Quanputi hurriedly looked over and saw the anciently styled flag tail, which seemed to contain the last grievances of the demon gods, where two bold characters were written neatly at the top: "Quan Ti".
Looking at the handwriting, it was indeed the penmanship of a true Xuanmen disciple, Guanyin Master.
