The slaughter lasted for an entire night until not a single demonfolk dared to step out of the demon cavern anymore.
At this time, it was the darkest time before dawn. Demonic Qi filled the sky, making the darkness seem even darker.
Little Ann waved the Blood Sea Banner, and the surging sea of blood reversed and returned. It had expanded more than ten times its original size, and it had also accumulated many powerful skeletal blood slaves. In the future, it would not only be used to trap enemies, but also to kill them.
The sea of blood receded, and the numerous palaces and pavilions appeared once more. They actually hadn't suffered any serious damage, and the numerous stone Buddha statues were still standing there solemnly. However, they'd been corroded to the point of being mottled, and the Buddha light and spirituality contained within them had completely vanished.
The sea of blood had been desecrated and the demonic aura had been polluted. This place would no longer be Bhikkhuni Mountain.
She quietly walked past the temples. This was the first time in her life that she had personally destroyed a "Jia Lan".
Although the battle at the Great Buddha Mountain had caused a lot of destruction, it had been forced upon them. Moreover, the destruction of the Great Buddha Mountain was the result of the Demon Domain's invasion.
He then recalled the two vows of the White Bone Bodhisattva — the Infinite Buddhist Vow to Destroy, and the Supreme Buddhist Vow to End!
Finally, he gathered the Four Great Vows into one body. He had many comprehensions in his heart. Comprehensions were just as important as resources. In many cases, comprehensions were even harder to come by.
She suddenly stood in front of a stone Buddha statue, put her palms together, closed her eyes, and chanted the Diamond Sutra.
"Everything that exists is like a dream, an illusion, a bubble, and a shadow, like dew, or like lightning. This is how one should view it."
Everything is impermanent, all techniques have no self, impermanence has no self, life and death are the same, Buddha and Demon are the same.
Her body emitted a faint Buddhist light. It exuded warmth in the darkness, illuminating the stone Buddha in front of him. The Buddha's face flowed in the light. He seemed to lower his head to look at her.
The Divine Nun of the South Sea's stern face appeared in his mind again, gradually fading away.
The Dao that she wanted to walk on was no longer something that could be restrained by mere rules.
He had thought that balancing the Buddha and the demon was a different way, but it turned out that he was just being presumptuous.
Just like a river changing its course, it still had to flow east into the sea. Even if it dried up halfway, seeped into the earth, and evaporated into the sky. They were all just a part of the world's water system.
This was the Great Dao created by a Bodhisattva. How could it be so easily surpassed or distorted? Even if he wanted to go berserk, he couldn't do it. That was why there were no problems with her Path of White Bone and Great Beauty. That experience seemed to only be for her to walk further.
The Path of White Bone and Great Beauty was different from the Nine Transformations of the Demonic and Divine. What it pursued was not a balance between the demonic and divine, a world of its own. Instead, it was "the origin of emptiness, nirvana into destruction."
After understanding this, the Light of Buddha melted into the white bones. Her face became even more peaceful and tranquil. She silently faced the stone Buddha. Anyone who saw her would think that she was the most devout believer.
Was the Dao of the White Bone Bodhisattva just one of the Infinite Buddhist Dharma and the Supreme Buddhist Dao? Perhaps becoming a demon was just an illusion.
She had no idea that he had completely mastered the first three layers of the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty in an instant.
At this moment. She already had the qualifications to ascend. Not only could she ascend to the next level, she could obtain the 'Sutuo Creek Fruit'. He could even cast aside the threat of the Hungry Ghost Realm. However, she made the same choice as Li Qingshan, who was thousands of miles away. She gave up on ascending and continued to condense her power.
Suddenly, the Sword Qi was awe-inspiring and murderous.
The Forsaken Immortal Sword's three hundred and sixty-four small white bone swords assembled into the Sword Formation of Heaven and Earth. They revolved rapidly and shot towards her. The halls and halls along the way were all reduced to smithereens.
The bluish-white monk robes were lifted up by the murderous aura. She did not move at all, as if she was completely submerged in cultivation. She did not dodge, nor did she resist.
The Forsaken Immortal Sword approached within a meter of her before suddenly slowing down. The edge of the sword trembled gently, slicing through the air and leaving behind black slashes that conjured a myriad of sword forms. The three hundred and sixty-four small white bone swords revolved around her.
By devouring the Demon King and killing the demonfolk, it had gathered unprecedented power. Now was the perfect time for a backlash!
It was also her last chance.
Clang!
The three hundred and sixty-five swords thrummed together and rapidly shrank.
A strand of her hair was severed by the edge of the sword, drifting to the ground slowly. This was the first time she had been injured since the battle of the Ghost Tower.
She opened her eyes slightly and gazed at the Forsaken Immortal Sword that was only inches away.
In that moment, the world seemed to lose all colour, turning pale.
The soul of the Forsaken Immortal Sword felt like everything had lost its meaning. Even its consciousness had become empty in this pale world. It could not forget this feeling anymore. It thought blankly, She's only at the third heavenly tribulation, so how can she possess such willpower? Don't tell me she's a reincarnated immortal like the Wujue ghosts?
When she extended her hand, the Forsaken Immortal Sword turned around, allowing her to grasp the hilt.
In that moment, the balance was completely broken. The imprint had already been imprinted. Master and servant were now separated.
From now onwards, the Forsaken Immortal Sword no longer had the opportunity for a backlash. Even when she was heavily injured and unconscious, she could only protect her master wholeheartedly.
The Forsaken Immortal Sword was enveloped in the Samādhi Flames of White Bone. She gripped the hilt tightly, which was coated with a pattern of hollow white bone, vaguely forming a skeleton. The shape was actually not important. What mattered was that she had completely refined the Forsaken Immortal Sword.
As if nothing had happened at all, the soul of the Forsaken Immortal Sword grumbled, "Master, these swords aren't very useful!"
"Yeah."
Little Ann communicated with the soul of the Forsaken Immortal Sword. He reforged all of the small white bone swords according to the soul's wishes.
The Artifact Forging section could be considered the most important section of the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty. It was not just an 'external object', but an extension of her body. It was equivalent to a sword cultivator's lifebound sword, or even more so.
Over the years, she had basically never stopped forging various white bone artifacts. Even her white bone and great beauty could be viewed as another form of 'artifact'.
Her artifact forging methods were extremely brilliant. As long as white bone was used as the raw material, even if it was not an artifact recorded in the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty, she could still forge it.
Within the blazing flames, the small white bone swords gradually melted and reformed. All of them became strangely twisted.
Some of them were curved like blades, some were at right angles, and some only had half of them. Not a single one of them looked like a sword. In the end, even the number changed. Originally, there were 364 of them, which made up 365 with the Forsaken Immortal Sword, but now, there were only 139 of them. Not only was the number much smaller, but they were also completely unbalanced, giving off the feeling that they were twisted and incomplete.
There were many sets of artifacts in the world. None of them would use such a meaningless number.
However, the soul of the Forsaken Immortal Sword was overjoyed. It said in a flattering manner, "This is great. This is exactly what I wanted. This way, it'll be even easier to kill. Master, you treat me much better than that Old Fiend Fiend. "
This was not completely false. To the Fiend Fiend Immortal, the path of the sword was only one of the five absolutes. Even though it was the most important path of killing, the problem was that there was no one in the nine provinces who was his opponent. Moreover, the Forsaken Immortal Sword was not a good sword to him. He would have to give it up sooner or later, so why would he waste the effort to forge such a twisted sword formation? It was not as interesting as playing the zither or painting.
For Little Ann, there were many threats in front of her. The most direct threat was the great cultivators of the various provinces, as well as the demons from the Demonic Domain. Yongzhou and Mound Mountain Temple were just the beginning. The biggest threat was the Hungry Ghost Realm and the Great Xia Dynasty, which she did not know what they were up to.
This was her war alone, and the enemy was the entire world.
At least for a long time, the destructive power of the Forsaken Immortal Sword would be worth using. The soul of the sword could also save her a lot of effort to use other methods.
Thus, she continued to forge artifacts.
One by one, the Skull Prayer Beads rolled out of the Samādhi White Bone Fire and turned into Skeleton Demons. They bowed to her and flew off in all directions.
When she had forged 33 Skull Prayer Beads, all the white bone artifacts that she had lost in the battle at the Ghost Tower were finally restored.
She did not stop there. She forged another three Skull Prayer Beads, making up a total of 36 beads.
In an instant, every Skeleton Demon scattered throughout Yongzhou became even more powerful and ferocious. Their strength surpassed that of ordinary Daemon Kings and great cultivators, reaching the middle stage of the third Heavenly Tribulation.
Although there were only three additional Skull Prayer Beads, it made the entire string of Skull Prayer Beads reach a higher level.
The 36 Skull Prayer Beads symbolized the 36 types of troubles. There were six of them, each representing the three types of "Suffering, Joy, Loss", "Good and Evil", and "Peace". They combined to form 36 types of troubles. This was a transitional stage for the Skull Prayer Beads to advance from low-grade to middle-grade.
Twenty-seven Skull Prayer Beads were only low-grade. Only when there were 54 Skull Prayer Beads would it be considered middle-grade.
Little Ann did not continue to forge Skull Prayer Beads. It was still a little difficult for her to forge 54 Skull Prayer Beads. Even if she was short of one, it would only be a quantitative change. A dozen more Skeleton Demons would not make much of a difference.
Thus, she continued to forge the "Chaos Soul Bell". This was the latest white bone artifact that she had forged. However, she had not had the time to forge it further, so its power was much weaker. Now was the time to put it to use. (To be continued)
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