183: Chapter 183 Buddha's Head and Demon's Heart!

A sudden change occurred!

A blinding white light appeared beside him without warning.

A large hand stretched out from the white light, with a strange rune emitting ominous black Qi at the center of its palm.

In Blood Soul's terrified eyes, this hand gently landed on his shoulder.

In an instant—

Blood Soul's consciousness twisted, and he instantly appeared in a very familiar environment—the Blood Prison Sacred Land, the Sect Main Hall.

"Blood Soul, you're back. How did you handle the matter the Saint entrusted to you?"

Blood Butcher, Blood Enchantress, and Blood Bone, three of the four Blood Prison Sacred Land Envoys, were quietly watching him.

At the highest point above, an existence whose face could not be seen sat high on the main seat.

Blood Soul frowned, his gaze flickering.

'What's going on? Wasn't I in the volcano?'

'No, I've already returned...'

His brows gradually relaxed, and the vigilance in his eyes and his previous memories began to blur, being overwritten.

Heart Demon Nine Five Two Seven sneered. The Heart Demon General's modification of perception was not something a mere Mahayana Stage Cultivator could resist... Outside.

Blood Soul remained frozen in place, in the posture of opening his mouth to swallow the Immortal Blood.

But the drop of Immortal Blood in his hand had long since disappeared.

Su Mo looked at the dark red blood in his hand, his eyes narrowing.

Under the [Quantum Analysis] structure, he found that the power level of the sea of clouds in this drop of blood was extremely high, far exceeding the essence blood of a Mahayana Stage Cultivator, carrying an Aura that transcended Law.

"I can't see through it... I'll keep it for now."

Su Mo turned to look at Crimson Prison.

"The bow body is there, quickly perform the Fusion."

"Yes, Master!"

From within the massive Dragon body, a crystal-clear red thread slowly detached from the Dragon's spine and floated onto the bow body.

Under the pull, the bow body slowly extracted itself from the black platform.

What surprised Su Mo was that the exposed half of the bow body was a menacing black Dragon scale mixed with dark red.

But the half that had just been pulled out was a warm, jade-like white, with golden Buddhist runes flowing on it, emitting a sacred and peaceful Aura.

No wonder the previous Demonic Dragon phantom was half black and half white; its origin lay in this bow body.

Seeing the bow body in this state, the bowstring seemed to hesitate.

It instinctively felt that fusing with such a bow body might lead to unpredictable changes.

But in the end, the crystal-clear crimson bowstring still wrapped around the two-colored bow body.

Om—!!

The moment the Fusion was complete, two completely different Auras immediately erupted in the huge volcanic space.

Half black, with Devilish Qi surging and Evil Qi soaring to the sky.

Half white, with Buddha's light shining everywhere and Sanskrit chants.

Two opposing forces fiercely collided within this volcano, and the space, which could withstand the battle fluctuations of a Mahayana Stage Cultivator, had actually begun to collapse.

"Roar—!"

Immediately after, a Demonic Dragon phantom, even more solid than before, rose from the bow body.

It let out a painful roar, its massive body thrashing wildly, each strike sending magma splashing everywhere.

"Master! The blood... that drop of blood..."

A trace of clarity flashed in the black half of Crimson Prison's pupils, and it struggled to transmit a faint thought.

Su Mo immediately understood.

The chi yu demon bow itself was refined from a Demonic Dragon, and this Buddhist power of salvation clearly conflicted with its original power.

That drop of blood was different from the Buddhist power, perhaps it could... Su Mo took out the Immortal Blood and gently tossed it.

The painfully struggling Demonic Dragon immediately sensed it, its huge Dragon head suddenly lifted, and it swallowed the Immortal Blood in one gulp.

After swallowing the Immortal Blood, the Demonic Dragon phantom suddenly stiffened.

Countless bloody mists surged from its body, and the white on the other half of the Demonic Dragon's body began to gradually recede.

But it only receded by one-third before stopping.

"Master..."

Crimson Prison's voice was very weak.

"I have suppressed this power of salvation within my body..."

Hearing this, Su Mo raised an eyebrow.

"Where did the Buddhist power of salvation on you come from?"

After the chi yu demon bow was fully restored, Crimson Prison's memories were also largely completed.

It fell silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"It was an Arhat... As for His name, I cannot say.."

Su Mo's eyes narrowed slightly.

An Arhat, in the Buddhist system, is already an extraordinary fruition, on par with ordinary Immortals.

But have Immortals become this powerful?

Just mentioning their name will attract attention?

"He fought with my Lord... no, another Immortal, and shattered this world's Immortal Ascension Path..."

"My main body was severely damaged..."

Crimson Prison's words were intermittent.

Su Mo listened quietly, a rough outline already forming in his mind.

Two Immortals from the Upper Realm fought a battle, breaking the Immortal Ascension Path of a Lower Realm. This Immortal Burial Battlefield might be the result of one Immortal falling, or both falling.

Just then, the black platform that had originally supported the bow body began to collapse inch by inch, cracking into countless bottomless ravines.

From the ravines, an incomparably pure Spiritual power fluctuation permeated up from the abyss below.

The sheer magnitude of this Spiritual power far exceeded any Spiritual Vein Su Mo had ever seen.

"This is..."

Su Mo's eyes narrowed, and his Divine Sense probed downwards.

Below the platform, it was not the expected magma, but a red and white intertwined vortex.

"This is a Secret Realm?"

Crimson Prison also saw the scene below and couldn't help but exclaim.

Such a massive convergence of Spiritual power indeed resembled the entrance to some Secret Realm.

But his memories contained no recollection of this Secret Realm, as if it had existed before the bow body was here.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Su Mo immediately made a decision.

Opportunity and risk coexist; such a peculiar place must hide an Opportunity.

Crimson Prison nodded, and the bow body transformed into a streak of light, merging into Nether Abyss Dragon Emperor's massive body, once again transforming into human form.

Then, the two cautiously entered the center of the vortex.

Passing through the vortex, there was no imagined sensation of spatial tearing; instead, it felt like passing through a warm water curtain.

The scene before them suddenly opened up.

They were now in a Void Realm, surrounded by vast Void Realm on all sides.

Above, soft white light made one feel peaceful, and the sound of Sanskrit filled their ears, making them want to immerse themselves in it.

Su Mo looked up, and his pupils suddenly constricted.

The source of that light was actually a colossal Buddha Head.

The Buddha Head was solemn and dignified, with closed eyes, but Su Mo always felt that it seemed to be alive.

Below, was a boundless, deep sea of blood.

The sea of blood continuously churned, with countless distorted faces rising and falling within it. Su Mo recognized them at a glance as Blood Beasts.

And in the center of the sea of blood, a heart floated calmly upon it.

Light and darkness, Buddha and demon, two extreme forces formed a strange balance in this space.

Su Mo instantly understood.

This was definitely part of the bodies of the Buddha and the Immortal from that great battle.