At that mont,
a vengeful spirit filled with murderous intent floated out from the relic, roaring in anger, "You little brat, what do you want? All of my grand plans have been ruined by you, and now you even chase here? Do you truly wish to utterly annihilate ?"
This remnant soul was none other than the one from the Great Wilderness Desert that had set up the Blood Demon Formation and trapped and killed hundreds of thousands of cultivators.
Before this mont, no one had seen the face of this soul. Today, they finally saw it.
Ye Xuanji, Ling Xian'er, and Ji Huo'er, among others, stood there dumbstruck, in disbelief.
"How... how is it you!?"
Ji Huo'er and the others gaped at the remnant soul above the relic, then looked towards Ling Xu.
The remnant soul was the spitting image of Ling Xu.
"Big brother, what's going on? Is the person who trapped and killed hundreds of thousands of cultivators a high monk?" Ji Huo'er asked in a daze.
Ling Xu, seeing this blood-drenched soul filled with a dread and murderous aura, was also stunned.
Not only did the remnant soul look exactly like him, but what was more important was that he could see clearly the countless strands of murderous aura entangling the soul, bearing innurable karmic blood feuds.
He suddenly realized where this overwhelming karmic blood feud ca from.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he brought his palms together, and repeatedly chanted Amitabha Buddha.
"Huo'er, have you forgotten what Elder Ling Xu earlier said? The Defensive Grand Formation of this small world can only be activated by his main body, no one else. Have you never wondered how this remnant soul freely ca in and out of here?"
Qinchuan said blandly.
"Amitabha Buddha, this monk is terrified, I actually allowed him to be born," Ling Xu said with great fear.
The incident with the Blood Demon Formation in the Great Wilderness Desert was so significant that he had naturally heard of it long ago, but he never thought that the pri culprit behind the mass slaughter would turn out to be himself.
"Is this your main body's soul?" Ji Huo'er looked at Ling Xu again, realizing the truth, asked in shock, unable to believe it.
"It's you!"
The remnant soul, upon seeing Ling Xu's spiritual form, changed his expression greatly and, without thinking, transford into a ray of light, trying to flee into the relic.
"Evil soul, where do you think you're going!" Ling Xu snapped back to reality and shouted loudly. Nurous Buddhist runes flew out of his palm, blossoming to their extre, and struck the remnant soul.
"Boom!"
Golden Buddha light soared to the skies, and the blood-red remnant soul instantly exploded, disintegrating into fragnts, vanishing completely.
"This is not the soul of this monk's main body, but rather a heart demon of mine. For so many years, I didn't expect that after my main body's demise, it actually survived," Ling Xu explained, after he had personally extinguished the remnant soul, breathing out a sigh and began to recount the causes and origins of it all.
"Before I took the vows, I was a prince of Xuanhuo Country in the Western Gourd Continent. However, one hundred thousand years ago, a war broke out between Xuanhuo Country and the neighboring Cold Country. In that battle, Xuanhuo Country was destroyed, my family wiped out, and the entire palace was slaughtered. I alone managed to escape.
After escaping, I t Master Kongming who took in during my ti of peril and led to Golden Buddha Mountain.
Thus, I shaved my head and took the vows at Golden Buddha Mountain, practicing the Buddhist Law.
During my cultivation, I suppressed the matter of Xuanhuo Country in my heart. I had also inquired about the fate of Xuanhuo's royal family and learned that the lineage had perished. I was the only surviving descendant of Xuanhuo Country.
I did wish for revenge, but by that ti, my Buddhist practice had already greatly progressed, and I struggled mightily within my heart.
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During that period, two voices constantly argued incessantly in my mind.
One voice persuaded, "For what purpose have you cultivated all your life? Naturally, it is to beco stronger, to no longer be oppressed by those who once suppressed you. If you can even let go of the hatred for your family and country, what use is a lifeti of cultivation?"
On the other hand, another voice incessantly said, "Since you have entered Buddhism, you have retreated into the monastic life, why not let the past affairs drift away with the wind? Moreover, when will the cycle of vengeance ever end? Today, if you slaughter the Cold Country royal family, how many innocent people will be implicated?"
At that ti, just when I was in a dilemma, my master, the Empty Enlightennt God, passed away in order to save a cultivator from the Saint Realm who was a stranger to us.
If my master could do so much for a stranger, how could I bring myself to slaughter the entire lineage of Cold Country?"
Speaking to this point, Qinchuan had already understood the reason.
The main body of the Spirit Void had let go of the grudges, but at that ti, a heart demon had already ford, and it could easily suppress the heart demon in front of him.
However, when the Ghost Race suddenly attacked, the Spirit Void's main body perished, and this heart demon absorbed the ghost qi of the Ghost Race, nurturing it to grow, and finally beca what it was now.
Different from the Spiritual Form, the Spiritual Form was born from the main body, but the heart demon and the main body's soul are one and the sa; it can actually be said to be the evil thoughts of the main body, with no differences from the main body itself.
This is why this heart demon was able to activate the Defensive Grand Formation, freely entering and exiting the interior and exterior of Little Spirit Mountain, while the Spirit Void Spiritual Form could not activate the Defensive Grand Formation.
Qinchuan's face showed scorn, and he sneered, "Many years ago, I told those old bald heads in the heavens that there were serious drawbacks to the Buddhist path.
Living in the world, what one values is the carefree and unrestrained freedom. To be able to let go even of the profound enmity you carry—what aning would there be in a lifeti then?
As expected, your main body gave up on your worldly grudge and forcibly suppressed the heart demon, only to suffer backlash in the end, causing innocent millions of cultivators to bear the consequences."
"Amitabha..."
Incessantly murmuring, Spirit Void—though he was a Spiritual Form that had developed its own Spiritual Intelligence—still felt he carried an overwhelming sin.
Spirit Void took steps toward the lotus platform, carefully lifting the relic situated upon it, murmuring to himself, "Main body, why have you still not eradicated this heart demon?"
He was questioning the main body, as well as himself.
He did not know how he could atone for such towering guilt now.
As he murmured to himself, a faint shadow suddenly drifted out of the relic in his hand, appearing before everyone.
It was a monk, his body emitting a faint golden light.
This was a Divine Sense left by the Spirit Void main body before perishing.
"Spiritual Form, I'm glad that you are still alive,"
The remnant soul of the Spirit Void main body suddenly began to speak.
"If you are seeing this remnant soul of mine, it ans that the defense passage of Little Spirit Mountain has already been opened.
I do not know how long the Defensive Grand Formation of Little Spirit Mountain will hold.
A year, ten years, or a hundred years?
By now, a great number of Ghost Race powerhouses must have entered this place, and the Divine Wilderness Continent must already be in peril."
This Divine Sense did not possess Spiritual Intelligence, but was left behind by the Spirit Void main body transforming into a relic when he perished, and he continued to talk to himself.
"Perhaps you are now full of doubts, not knowing what has happened, not understanding why the Ghost Race would breach the Barrier and enter the world of Little Spirit Mountain from the Underworld?"
The light on that Divine Sense flickered, "Next, I will tell you all about it."
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