Decades had passed since he was used to the blink of an eye of a cultivator. In this Demon Sea Storm, Lu Xiaotian also felt that time was so long for the first time.
In the end, the sky was clear, the sky was blue, and the sea was so calm that not a trace of the sound of the waves could be heard. It was like an otherworldly paradise.
At this moment, Lu Xiaotian was sitting cross-legged on a huge spiritual tree floating on the sea. Looking at the unusually quiet sea scene in front of him, it was hard to imagine how the sea was turned upside down in the Demon Sea Storm. Even a Body Integration cultivator could only struggle bitterly in it.
Lu Xiaotian had witnessed several Body Integration cultivators being torn to pieces in the Demon Sea Storm. There were demonic birds in the sky, as well as demonic crabs that were lifted from the bottom of the sea into the air.
Lu Xiaotian even saw the essence soul of the demonic creature escape, but he didn't have the time to catch it. In the Demon Sea Storm, Lu Xiaotian could only barely protect himself at the critical moment. He was exhausted in the face of the monstrous power that was almost destructive.
Lu Xiaotian was sitting on a spiritual birch that was dozens of feet long and more than 100 feet in diameter. It had been torn apart in the Demon Sea Storm.
It floated on the calm sea like a small island reef.
On this broken spiritual birch, there was an egret that had yet to develop intelligence and was only equivalent to a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
There was also a Red-Necked Winged Serpent that had reached the late stage of the Soul Formation Realm. However, this Red-Necked Winged Serpent was in a terrible state. More than half of its wings had been damaged in the Demon Sea Storm. This Red-Necked Winged Serpent had personally experienced the fearsomeness of the storm, and had also seen part of Lu Xiaotian's methods. It was fully aware of how formidable the human cultivator on the same section of spirit birch wood as it was.
However, at this moment, the Red-Necked Winged Serpent was already seriously injured after struggling in the storm. It even lacked the ability to fly again and could only temporarily rest on this spiritual birch. Before it knew what Lu Xiaotian's intentions were, the Red-Necked Winged Serpent shrank to the side and didn't dare to move rashly. It was afraid of being attacked by the human cultivator in front of it. To the Crimsonneck Winged Serpent, the human cultivator before it was even more terrifying than the demon sea tempest.
No matter how powerful the Demonic Sea Storm was, it had no purpose. It did not differentiate between humans and demons. As long as they avoided the whirlpool of the Demonic Sea Storm and didn't get sucked in too deep, they would still have a chance of survival.
As for the azure-robed human cultivator before it, if he wanted to kill it, even if it were its former clan, they would be completely helpless against him, let alone in its current state. The difference between the two was too great, to the point that the Red-Necked Winged Serpent couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resisting.
On the other hand, the egret was somewhat similar to a human child of a few years old. It didn't know what fear was. From time to time, it glanced at the injured Red-necked Winged Serpent, and from time to time, it glanced at Lu Xiaotian, who was sitting cross-legged on the other side of the spirit birch.
The egret flapped its wings and flew a few rounds around the area. After the storm, the demonic sea was as silent as death. There wasn't even the slightest ripple on the surface of the sea. As far as the eye could see, there were no signs of other living beings. Feeling rather bored, the egret circled back and landed on the spirit birch again, squawking a few times.
Seeing this, the heavily injured Red-necked Winged Serpent suddenly felt a little unbalanced in its heart. The egret, this stupid bird, it had already flown away, so why did it come back? Did it not know if the human cultivator next to it could kill it a thousand times over?
The bright moon slowly rose from the surface of the sea. The Demonic Sea in the night was quiet. The moonlight sprinkled on the surface of the sea, rendering it as tranquil as water.
The entire Heaven Domain was quiet, deep and mysterious. But under Lu Xiaotian's Spiritual Sense, it appeared heavy, like a silent sage, staring at all the living beings in the night.
The water-like moonlight gradually climbed to the surface of the sea, sprinkling on Lu Xiaotian's body. Even Lu Xiaotian felt that the moonlight had become lively.
The Bodhi Moon Spirit in his body cried out happily and unconsciously floated out of his body. It blended into the night like water and wandered about in the moonlight with a look of enjoyment.
At the same time, the aura in Lu Xiaotian's body radiated out. Originally, Lu Xiaotian was an independent individual. His aura and mana fluctuations had their own rules. A Body Integration Realm expert was one with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. As time went out of balance, Lu Xiaotian's aura and potential rhythm gradually merged with the moonlight in the void, as well as the dark night sky.
His Spiritual Sense spread out. Unknowingly, Lu Xiaotian seemed to be able to feel the pulse of the void and earth. Moreover, his own mana fluctuations unknowingly matched with the pulse of heaven and earth. After that, Lu Xiaotian's breathing, the mana fluctuations in his body were also completely in line with the pulse of heaven and earth. Lu Xiaotian could even feel the heavy desolation of the Demonic Sea after the calamity of the Demonic Sea Storm. Behind the desolation, silence, and deathly aura, there was a hidden longing.
Unknowingly, the Demonic Subduing Pagoda also quietly appeared. The Buddhist light of the sarira in the pagoda flashed and merged with the moonlight.
Faint Buddhist seals with the aura of the ancient ancestors flashed between the Demonic Subduing Pagoda and the sarira. This was caused by the Ancestral Buddha Ancient Seal that Lu Xiaotian had been cultivating in the Mahākāśyapa Sutra. Although he did not have the corresponding Buddhist treasure to condense a physical Ancestral Buddha Ancient Seal. However, Lu Xiaotian had been immersed in this Dao for quite a long time. His attainments in the Ancestral Buddha Ancient Seal were extraordinary.
In his body, the Demonic Subduing Pagoda, the sarira, and the Ancestral Buddha Ancient Seal were like the three legs of a Buddhist cauldron. The Ancestral Buddha Ancient Seal already had its soul, and only the crucial step of forming the form was left.
The aura of the seven Demonic Subduing Pagoda was solemn and majestic. It merged with the Demonic Sea as if it was born in this sea area, and there was no sense of abruptness.
Unknowingly, the water-like moonlight converged bit by bit towards the area where the seven Demonic Subduing Pagoda were located. It formed a country of moonlight like water. In the calm and deep Demonic Sea, it was like a country of gold.
Buddhist chants reverberated. The damaged spirit birch tree that Lu Xiaotian was sitting on was also dyed a different color.
The Red-Necked Winged Serpent, who had originally been rather afraid of Lu Xiaotian, now wandered in this country, and could not help but forget its previous fear and dread. All that was left was a heart full of piety, like a believer without any distractions.
As for the egret, she tilted her head and curiously sized up the kingdom shrouded in Buddhist light. She didn't understand what was going on, but she felt an unprecedented sense of peace and tranquility amidst the rippling Buddhist moonlight.
The Red-Necked Winged Serpent originally unconsciously classified Lu Xiaotian as an alien in her heart. It was just that the longer she stayed in the Buddhist light, the more that barrier seemed to disappear bit by bit. The Red-Necked Winged Serpent did not know when the fear in her heart disappeared, replaced by a kind of reverence, reverence, and even worship.
This state lasted for an extremely long time, until the dawn of the distant Eastern Sun appeared. The morning sun peeked out half of its face from the distant sea level. Lu Xiaotian's slightly closed eyes slowly opened. Sweeping a glance at the egret and the Red-Necked Winged Serpent, who had different expressions, a hint of a smile appeared on his face.
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