Boom! Rumble!
A series of violent sounds rang out, as if the earth were shaking and the mountains collapsing.
The Black-Raven Secret Realm, for some unknown reason, suddenly underwent a strange transformation. The green mist spread like billowing smoke signals, the earth cracked open, and spiritual cave dwellings collapsed and vanished one after another. Countless bloodthirsty crows let out panicked cries as if gone mad.
Witnessing this scene, the cultivators who had been treasure-hunting inside the Black-Raven Secret Realm no longer dared to stay, fleeing one after another.
Whether they were great law immortal experts or Nascent Soul experts, all left at their fastest speed.
Even the reincarnated individuals inside the cave temple, Wan Huaiyu, Qin Hao, and the others, hesitated for a moment before swiftly departing.
Boom!
Another violent sound. The Black-Raven Secret Realm shook even more violently. Within the realm, eighty percent of the spiritual cave dwellings collapsed and vanished.
The cave temple was also shaken, cracks appearing all over it.
"Is that demoness Man Tu Fan about to emerge?"
Monk Bu’er shrank his neck, looking around, a trace of fear evident in his expression.
Gu Qingfeng nodded. He could see that the Eight-Trigram Never-Ending Seal had completely shattered. Man Tu Fan was about to emerge into the world.
Boom! Rumble—Crash!
Yet another violent sound.
The ancient temple shook even more intensely.
"Dear heavens, this commotion is just too much!"
Monk Bu’er instinctively pulled out the two large hammers hanging at his waist, stepping back. Then, after a thought, he moved closer to Gu Qingfeng, his throat tight as he said, "Young Master, please take care of this humble monk later."
"You're a reincarnated person after all, and you bear the Buddha Edict. What is there to fear?"
"Sealed by the Eight-Trigram Never-Ending Seal and suppressed by the Lesser Prajna Sutra... that Man Tu Fan is definitely not someone easy to mess with. How could this humble monk afford to provoke her? How could I not be afraid?"
Monk Bu’er had seen great storms and waves. Before his reincarnation, he was not only an immortal but a Sin Immortal, so his strength was naturally not weak. His courage couldn't be called great, but it was certainly not small.
However, he was still somewhat afraid. Mixed within that fear was also a great deal of helplessness.
He had thought that after reincarnating and bearing the Buddha Edict, he could run rampant across the mortal world. That's what he believed. But as he experienced more and more in this world, he realized he had thought too much. This damned mortal world was even more dangerous than the Celestial Realm.
Just investigating the matter of Yun Nishang had led him to encounter seven or eight people he couldn't afford to offend, and even the damned Original Sin Edict had appeared.
Now, another demoness suppressed by the Lesser Prajna Sutra, Man Tu Fan, had emerged.
Even more terrifying was that right here was a master who adhered to the 'Three Lives, Three Deaths, and Three Extinctions' and dared to obliterate even an Immortal Edict.
Monk Bu’er felt it was better for him to behave honestly.
Otherwise, he might not even know how he died.
Boom! Rumble—Another violent sound rang out. Crash!
The cave temple completely collapsed. To be precise, there were no longer any spiritual cave dwellings left within the entire Black-Raven Secret Realm. All had been shaken into collapse and vanished. Within the secret realm, chaos reigned, like the end of the world.
Suddenly.
A grayish-white radiance shot into the sky. The radiance was vast as the sun, yet also like a boiling blood moon. As it spread, everything it passed over within the secret realm turned to ashes. The bloodthirsty crows flying wildly through the air, once enveloped by the dark red radiance, were all annihilated without exception.
"This demonic aura is just too...
Too powerful!"
Monk Bu’er's body emitted a faint golden light. Holding his twin hammers, he watched nervously, his voice trembling as he said, "Ordinary evil demons don't have demonic aura, let alone such a powerful one. This has to be at least a demonic fiend, right?
No!
Even a demonic fiend couldn't have such powerful demonic aura. Just what kind of demon is Man Tu Fan?
Could she be a True Demon?"
Gu Qingfeng stood tall, his hands clasped behind his back, his black hair dancing wildly in the chaos, his robes flapping violently. His handsome face wore a slightly grave expression as he responded, "More than that."
More than that?
Hearing this, Monk Bu’er was so frightened his heart leaped. If it was more than a True Demon, then what in the heavens was it?
Could it be a Celestial Demon?
Thinking this, Monk Bu’er felt his scalp go numb. He didn't dare to think further, nor did he dare to stay any longer. He turned and ran for the exit. But halfway there, he suddenly felt something was wrong. His mind grew heavy, and he felt as if he couldn't breathe. Raising his head and focusing his gaze, he saw that in the air above, a woman had appeared at some unknown time.
It was a woman dressed in grayish-white robes.
She stood in the air, her head of white hair dancing wildly in the fierce wind. Her face was stunningly beautiful, a beauty that was utterly flamboyant, a radiance that was wildly ostentatious, as if daring to compete in brilliance with the sun and moon.
When she appeared, the entire Black-Raven Secret Realm was already shrouded in grayish-white. Within the realm, all was deathly silent. Not a blade of grass grew, devoid of any vitality, everywhere a desolate wasteland.
She just stood there, spreading her arms, slightly raising her head, her eyes closed as if sensing something. When she spoke, it was like thunderclaps.
"How many years...
Finally...
I can see the light of day once more...
Heh heh..." "The Buddhist Dao...
Heh heh, you suppressed me for thousands of years...
This Consort will never forget this debt. Sooner or later, I will settle it."
"You suppressed This Consort, simply wanted to make This Consort give up Karma, give up searching for him, heh……
This Consort stubbornly refuse to give up, you stop This Consort, This Consort insist on seeking"
"This Consort will definitely find him, definitely...
No one can stop me, no one...
The Heavenly Dao cannot, the Buddhist Dao cannot either...
I, Man Tu Fan, will not give up, never will."
Man Tu Fan opened her eyes. They were a pair of deep, profound eyes, eyes burning with strange flames, eyes that seemed capable of seeing through all things. She looked at Gu Qingfeng, just looked. After a moment, she finally spoke, "I know you. It was you who ruined This Consort's plans, who stole This Consort's Union Bliss Flower."
"That's right!"
As Gu Qingfeng's voice fell, the grayish-white radiance enveloping the Black-Raven Secret Realm instantly surged forth like a violent storm. Its terrifying force was as fierce and dreadful as a glacial tsunami.
This was not spiritual power, but a kind of spirit.
A great spiritual force.
This kind of force could not only instantly crush a person's consciousness but also annihilate their soul.
In the distance, Monk Bu’er forcibly suppressed the tension in his heart, fortifying his mind to resist.
Opposite him, Gu Qingfeng still stood tall. When Man Tu Fan's great spiritual force enveloped him, with a *boom*, the earth beneath him exploded as if a volcano had erupted. An especially violent flame burst forth, a flame tinged with a violet-azure color. As it burned, it surged upward against the tide, as if setting the sky ablaze, roaring fiercely.
This, too, was not spiritual power. It, too, was a great spiritual force.
Boom! Rumble!
Crack!
Man Tu Fan's glacial tsunami was vast, cold, fierce, and ferocious. Gu Qingfeng's violet-azure flame was rampant, violent, and overwhelmingly domineering.
The great spiritual forces of these two were each more terrifying and dreadful than the last!
Monk Bu’er sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands clasped together, chanting sutras. His body flickered with a faint golden light, the radiance resembling a Buddha statue.
A contest of great spiritual forces—this was not a game ordinary people could afford to play. Not to mention the cultivators of the mortal world, even the immortals and demons roaming the Celestial Realm couldn't afford it.
Yes.
They couldn't afford it, and they wouldn't dare to play.