263: Chapter 263 Crocodile Madness, Death!

Wu Li's lips twitched slightly.

"Even with these eighteen sariras, you cannot suppress the Buddha Power inside. If this attrition continues, your Demon Power will be continuously drained to the point where you can no longer maintain the suppression."

"By that time, will you hand them over to me, or wait for the sariras to backfire on you?"

Patriarch Ekuang did not answer; his iron jaws clamped shut as dark-red Demon Power surged once more in his palms. That protective layer of Demon Power was sealing the cracks on the surface of the sariras at an even faster speed, trying to push all the oozing Buddha Power back in. However, the speed of coverage still could not keep up with the speed of leakage; the moment one layer finished covering, the edges of the next layer began to loosen again.

But...

The Opportunity was right in his hands...

Patriarch Ekuang simply could not give up.

His gaze swept back and forth between Wu Li and the sariras, and the dark-red Demon Power in his throat surged before receding.

"If you want to take them, come and take them yourself."

"Spunky."

Wu Li sneered and took a step forward. In an instant, a terrifying baleful Qi filled the air. Wu Li revealed his demon body, growing wings on his back and towering in stature. Ink-purple feathers rolled outward from his shoulder blades, expanding to both sides along his spine.

After exposing his demon body, his figure grew nearly a chi taller than before, and his shoulder width expanded by half an inch. The tips of his wings drooped to the ground, scraping long, thin scratches on the surface of the stone slabs.

"I have searched for this Opportunity for so long; do you think you can just take it away with a single word?"

"Frenzied Crocodile Shakes the Eight Directions."

A terrifying giant crocodile phantom appeared. Patriarch Ekuang brought his palms together, and dark-red Demon Power erupted from within his body. A thick pillar of light wrapped around the giant crocodile phantom, pushing out from between his palms and pressing toward Wu Li's direction.

"Colorless Profound Light!"

"Hum!!!"

The pitch-black Colorless Profound Light filled the eight directions, directly covering Patriarch Ekuang's attack. Patriarch Ekuang's current condition was very poor, with seven or eight tenths of his Demon Power depleted.

Facing Wu Li in his prime at this moment, aside from his unwillingness being real, everything else about him was completely hollow.

"Boom~~"

In just a split second.

The giant crocodile phantom seemed to be propped up from the bottom by something. The color of the Demon Power light pillar shifted from dark red to pitch black, and the giant crocodile phantom began to shatter from its head, its scales peeling off and rapidly dissipating in the night.

Patriarch Ekuang's pupils shrank violently, his iron jaws opened, and his fingers holding the sariras tightened involuntarily.

"How is this possible!!"

Patriarch Ekuang's words were unfinished.

"If that is all, then it is my turn."

As he spoke.

Wu Li did not hold back either; the baleful Qi had already closed in around Patriarch Ekuang, pressing toward the center from all sides to prevent him from escaping. Patriarch Ekuang's own cultivation was already at the Late Stage of the Third-Order; if he really escaped to another place to recuperate and hide, it would be quite a trouble for Wu Li.

At the same time...

The Blood Pupil on Wu Li's forehead opened.

"Boom!!"

Under the Three-Transformation Blood Pupil, a slender beam of blood-red light shot out from the pupil, piercing through the air.

"Not good!"

Patriarch Ekuang's body stiffened. He wanted to condense Demon Power to defend, but it was already too late to remedy the situation.

"Splat!"

The blood-red light pierced through Patriarch Ekuang's body.

A trace of unwillingness flashed in Patriarch Ekuang's eyes before his pupils dilated and he finally breathed his last. The eighteen sariras in his palm slipped from his loosening fingers.

Wu Li reached out and gathered the sariras into his palm one by one.

Bai Chi followed behind him, the sound of footsteps paving along the stone slabs toward the distant entrance of the passageway.

The night wind blew through the cracks of the Buddha hall's door, taking away the lingering stench of blood and the residual warmth of the sariras together.

"Why must it be like this."

After putting away the sariras, Wu Li did not turn around immediately.

He lowered his head to look at Patriarch Ekuang's fallen body. The dark-red Demon Power was still slowly dissipating on the surface of the corpse, as if it had not completely receded from the Meridians.

Wu Li squatted down and gave a suction with his right claw, pulling out a demon core.

The dark-red demon core was slightly smaller than a fist, with a smooth surface and a fading layer of luster still remaining inside.

Then, Wu Li's claw tips moved upward along Patriarch Ekuang's spine, stopping at the shoulder blade position. With his five fingers spread open, blood-red light gushed out from his palms, covering the entire body along the texture of Patriarch Ekuang's bones and muscles, spreading over the skin's surface.

For a Third-Order Great Demon, its entire body of flesh and blood was a treasure.

After a few breaths.

Patriarch Ekuang's corpse on the ground had turned into a withered skeleton.

"I really didn't expect that a regional Demon King would just die here like this."

Bai Chi sighed from behind.

"He can only blame himself for being too greedy. First he fought Commander Su Qin, and then he used all his Demon Power to suppress the eighteen sariras. Such consumption would be extremely strenuous even for me."

"Alright."

"I need to find a place to process the Buddha Power inside these sariras."

"You have now reached the Third-Order; even if you cannot win, you should be able to run. Relying on the power of the Blood Seal Pagoda, you don't have to worry about being converted."

"You can try to find an Opportunity on your own. If you really encounter a life-or-death crisis, you can also go find Commander Su Qin."

Bai Chi nodded.

"I understand."

"Go ahead."

After Wu Li waved his hand, Bai Chi quickly flew away from here.

Wu Li stood in place, glanced around, and then left as well. Afterward, he found a place blocked by rubble and carved out a small Immortal Cave.

Wu Li squeezed inside sideways, blocked the entrance again with rubble, and then sat down in the center of the stone chamber.

He took out the eighteen sariras from his Stomach Storage, lined them up in a row on the ground in front of him. Golden Buddha Power lit up in the stone chamber, illuminating the patterns on the four walls, and each sarira continued to emit residual Buddha Power.

"Such a condensed essence..."

"This trip can be considered worthwhile."

As he spoke.

The Blood Pupil on Wu Li's forehead opened, and a crimson light fell onto the first sarira.

The light of the Blood Pupil moved slowly along the patterns on the surface of the sarira. Wherever it passed, the Buddha Power turned from bright gold to dark gold, and from dark gold to light gold, being pushed back layer by layer into the interior of the sarira upon contacting the edge of the Blood Pupil's light.

"Boom~"

After confirming the Buddha Power of this sarira, Wu Li began to go all out.

Under the continuous penetration of the Blood Pupil's light, the first sarira gradually dimmed, the golden patterns on its surface fading one by one, leaving behind a grayish-white stony surface.

He did not stop; the light of the Blood Pupil moved to the second sarira and repeated the same process.

The Buddha Power of the second one was denser than the first, and the penetration speed of the Blood Pupil's light was slightly slower, but it was still advancing steadily, and the golden patterns at the edges were breaking one by one.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

Wu Li maintained the same rhythm.

The eighteen sariras were arranged in three rows in front of him, gradually losing their golden light.

...

Meanwhile, at the entrance on the other end of the Secret Realm, two figures stepped one after another into the range covered by the Buddha Power.

Lin Fan walked in front. When his sole came down, it crushed a layer of withered fallen leaves, and a fine, crisp cracking sound came from the ground. He raised his head to scan his surroundings, his gaze falling on the outline of the half-open Buddha hall in the distance, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"I truly didn't expect this, Chief Clerk Gu Qing, look at the power here; it should be a Buddha's Secret Realm."