212: Chapter 212 The Silent Buddha Kingdom

"How is this possible?!"

The figure in the plain robe was both shocked and furious:

"How can you control my split soul?!"

Su Mo slowly lifted his head, meeting those eyes with a calm gaze, and sneered:

"What do you mean, 'your' split soul? Once something is in my hands, it belongs to me!"

These words instantly enraged the figure in the plain robe, and the buddhist light around him surged:

"Arrogant!"

He formed a hand seal, and a wave of spiritual power instantly expanded, encompassing Su Mo.

"Nirvana Buddha Kingdom!"

In an instant, the scene around Su Mo twisted and vanished, replaced by an endless grey-white space.

There was no sound, no color, no fluctuations of life; there was only eternal dead silence and void.

A massive will surged from all directions, eroding Su Mo's Physical Body and Divine Soul, attempting to assimilate him into a part of this Buddha Kingdom.

In this Domain, the figure in the plain robe seemed to have become the sole Dominator.

His figure grew to tower over the heavens and earth, his grey-white eyes like the sun and moon, looking down at Su Mo with contempt.

"Take refuge in my Buddha, sink into eternal perdition!"

Facing this scene that would cause an ordinary Cultivator to lose their composure, Su Mo smiled.

He gently stroked the world-cleansing demon-subduing pestle in his hand, feeling the power of the same Origin within this world, and looked at the Mahayana Stage Cultivator in the plain robe before him.

"A Buddha Kingdom? How convenient... I have one too!"

Su Mo casually threw the short pestle to his side, and in the place that had been empty, a figure instantly appeared to catch the world-cleansing demon-subduing pestle.

It was none other than Su Mo's Nirvana Incarnation.

The Nirvana Incarnation held the world-cleansing demon-subduing pestle, emitting a buddhist light far purer than that of the figure in the plain robe.

The " 卍" buddhist seal on his forehead shone brightly, and at the same time, the tip of the world-cleansing demon-subduing pestle struck the ground.

"This is—the Pure Land!"

As the words fell, with the Nirvana Incarnation as the center, the buddhist light shone everywhere. The Mahayana Stage Cultivator's "Nirvana Buddha Kingdom" seemed to have met its nemesis and was being eroded in reverse.

Su Mo's Nirvana Incarnation was based on the Origin essence blood of the Great Nirvana Buddha, combined with the world-cleansing demon-subduing pestle; its essence far surpassed the opponent's Buddha Kingdom.

"No! This is impossible!"

The figure in the plain robe let out a roar of shock and fury, as he felt his control over this Domain rapidly slipping away.

Just then, Su Mo's gaze narrowed.

He saw that a blood-colored aura was actually beginning to seep out from within the body of the Mahayana Stage Cultivator.

Su Mo instantly understood many things.

This Mahayana Stage Cultivator had been subjected to Possession by the artifact spirit of the world-cleansing demon-subduing pestle, and the artifact spirit had been tainted by the aura of the Blood Sea Demon Venerable.

He had come to the Ice Soul Profound Sect specifically to use the suppression power within the Ice Soul God-Sealing Tower to suppress the Blood Sea Demon Venerable's aura within his body.

"So it was just an artifact spirit..."

"Shut up! I am the true Buddha!"

The figure in the plain robe let out a crazed shriek, the blood-colored aura on his body growing thicker, making his sanity increasingly unstable.

"Heh..."

Su Mo chuckled softly, his thoughts stirring.

Another figure appeared beside him.

It was the Blood Demon Incarnation, who cultivated the Blood Scripture.

Nourished by endless essence blood and vitality, the Blood Demon Incarnation's cultivation had reached Body Integration Perfection, with a boundless sea of blood within his body.

His scarlet eyes stared at the blood-colored aura entwined around the figure in the plain robe, as if he had seen the most delicious tonic.

With two Incarnations at Body Integration Perfection dealing with a Mahayana Stage Cultivator whose strength was not even one-tenth of what it once was, the outcome had been doomed from the start.

The figure in the plain robe had crazed eyes; it forcibly unleashed its final power, grey-white buddhist light carrying blood-colored Devilish Qi, transforming into a twisted beam of light that shot toward Su Mo.

However, facing this death struggle—

The Nirvana Incarnation calmly raised the world-cleansing demon-subduing pestle and tapped lightly at the beam of light.

"Disperse."

The Law followed his words!

In this Buddha Kingdom space, the Nirvana Incarnation had become the true Dominator.

At the same time, the Blood Demon Incarnation moved!

He transformed into a blood shadow, instantly appearing before the figure in the plain robe, a hand easily plunging into the opponent's Dantian.

"Urgh ah ah—!"

Accompanied by a scream, the Blood Demon figure withdrew his hand.

In the palm of his hand was a thumb-sized, round, white bead emitting a soft light.

There seemed to be some kind of consciousness within this bead, struggling incessantly in the Blood Demon Incarnation's hand, but it could not break through the confinement.

Su Mo's gaze narrowed as he perceived the essence of this bead.

A sarira bead, and it was exactly the same size as the missing hole on the world-cleansing demon-subduing pestle.

Su Mo reached out and took the sarira bead from the Blood Demon Incarnation's hand, and immediately, the sarira bead became incredibly calm.

Without hesitation, he gently pressed the sarira bead into the hole in the center of the world-cleansing demon-subduing pestle.

"Hum—!!"

The moment the sarira bead touched the hole, it fused with it, and the buddhist light on the short pestle became incredibly solid.

Su Mo could feel that the weight of the short pestle in his hand had increased countless times; it was not a physical weight, but the weight of the Law.

The world-cleansing demon-subduing pestle was once again complete, and the Buddha Kingdom world before his eyes became more real and stable, like a genuine independent world.

Throwing the world-cleansing demon-subduing pestle to the Nirvana Incarnation, with a thought, he reappeared in the outside world.

The world-cleansing demon-subduing pestle originally belonged to the Great Nirvana Buddha; now, only by letting the Nirvana Incarnation wield it could it unleash its most complete power.

"Su Mo!"

Everyone gathered around, feeling a sense of relief.

"That Mahayana Stage Cultivator is gone. As for the others from the Ice Soul Profound Sect, you will need to find them yourselves."

Upon hearing this, Leng Hansong looked at Su Mo gratefully and bowed deeply:

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for eliminating this great scourge for our Sect. The Ice Soul Profound Sect will never forget this grace!"

He knew that if not for Su Mo, all the Cultivators of the Ice Soul Profound Sect would never have been saved.

Su Mo nodded slightly, accepting the gratitude.

"Now that things are settled, I shall take my leave."

He did not delay any longer, and with a wave of his hand, the massive figure of the Two-Headed Phoenix appeared before everyone.

Ye Qingshuang looked at Su Mo's departing figure, then looked at Leng Hansong, a flicker of struggle flashing in her eyes, before she finally took a deep breath and calmed down.

There were only the two of them left in the Ice Soul Profound Sect now. Finding the other Elders and Disciples and rebuilding the Sect was a massive undertaking.

She could not bear to leave the Sect Master alone here.

"Qingshuang, go."

Leng Hansong saw through her thoughts, a gentle smile appearing on his face, his voice firm.

"Don't look at me as just a pile of old bones; I am still a Void Refining Stage Cultivator. Rebuilding the Sect is certainly difficult, but this is my responsibility and my choice."

"You being alive and finding your own path is what matters most; there is no need to worry about these old bones of mine."

Ye Qingshuang looked at the unwavering determination in the Sect Master's eyes, her heart filled with emotion:

"Take care, Sect Master!"

She did not hesitate anymore, bowed deeply, then turned resolutely, leaped, and stood steadily on the back of the Two-Headed Phoenix.

She did not look back, but her tightly clenched fists and slightly trembling shoulders revealed that her heart was not at peace.

Su Mo nodded to Leng Hansong, his thoughts stirring.

The Two-Headed Phoenix let out a long cry that shook the heavens, carrying everyone as it turned into a stream of light, breaking through the clouds and vanishing at the end of the horizon.