Bang!
The shattered Vajra Pestle nailed itself onto the spiritual shadow surrounding Master Xin Yuan's body, instantly striking it out of the flesh.
The Relic Pagoda imdiately soared high and heavily enveloped it!
Golden-purple Buddha's Light shrouded the shadow.
Radiating wrath and demonic intent, the shadow emitted no howl, but instead struggled even more furiously. The Relic Pagoda shook violently, as it roared:
"As long as the mortal world is not emptied, I will never attain Buddhahood!"
It had long joined Nirvana, yet one fragnt of demonic thought lingered still, now remaining only to annihilate all beings under the heavens, to fulfill its ultimate wish.
However, detached from the flesh, the demonic shadow, though still formidable amid the Buddhist chants, no longer possessed the capability to resist the Relic Pagoda. Amid its roaring, its montum gradually weakened.
Yet the shadow solidified, crackling as if boiling water poured down under the Buddha's Light, showing no sign of ceasing.
The depth of its obsession left Wang Ba and Zhao Jie, who flew near, with grave expressions.
Zhao Jie stayed in Wang Ba's Dao Domain and dared not erge; while the demonic thought of Xin Yuan was being suppressed, the terrifying suction from Master Xin Yuan's flesh showed no sign of halting.
Wang Ba landed in front of the Relic Pagoda, observing Xin Yuan's unwavering demonic thought, his brows involuntarily furrowing.
He raised his fingers to calculate.
A seer knows past causes and discerns future effects.
Compared to deducing future events, calculating past occurrences was considerably easier.
In an instant, his vision briefly flickered.
Soon, he saw a clear sky stretching thousands of miles, wherein countless tiny holes hung suspended like a honeycomb.
Those were unmistakably the Truth mbrane Eyes.
Yet these Truth mbrane Eyes were so small that they seemingly failed to attract anyone's attention.
Only trickles and streams slowly flowed from these apertures.
"Is this before the Great Flood occurred?"
Wang Ba's heart stirred.
The scene before his eyes abruptly shifted.
The dense swarm of tiny black holes vanished, replaced by a single, millstone-sized hole.
A vast torrent of water spilled forth from it.
Still, no one paid heed.
Seeing this, despite knowing the eventual outco, Wang Ba's heart still tightened.
Soon, the hole expanded rapidly, faintly revealing sothing deep within the black void, gradually widening the aperture.
By now, the torrent was already astonishingly imnse!
"It's the World Eater!"
Wang Ba's heart clenched, and a trace of realization flashed in his eyes.
Previously, he wondered: under the normal expansion rate of the Truth mbrane Eyes, even if the Xituo Continent initially failed to notice, there should have been adequate ti to respond and manage it.
Now it seed that the World Eater from the Outer Realm had discovered the mbrane Eye here, accelerating its expansion drastically, leaving the inhabitants of Xituo Continent no chance to react in ti.
In that instant, the image flickered, and a White Eyebrow Old Monk, dressed in a simple white checkered robe, erged, stepping across the sea as if sensing the anomaly, then without hesitation, flew directly into the Truth mbrane Eye.
The flood poured down like mountains collapsing into the sea, relentless and unceasing.
Soon after, other monks arrived, but faced with the now enormous mbrane Eye, they were utterly helpless. So attempted to fill the hole with their bodies and failed miserably.
Recalling Ci Wu's words from long ago, Wang Ba experienced a mont of clarity:
"Master Xin Yuan directly ventured into the Outer Realm... No wonder Ci Wu ntioned his disappearance back then."
What followed beca easy to predict.
Xin Yuan's return was delayed for too long; leaderless, hearts grew divided, leading so to flee, while others were reluctant to abandon their posts, resulting in the monks of Xituo Continent ultimately splitting into factions.
The following images confird Wang Ba's speculation.
The remaining monks attempted to construct great magic artifacts of ships to safeguard the people, food, and resources.
Perhaps rescuing the populace of a single city or nation might not have been difficult, but these monks, either overly greedy or excessively compassionate, sought to save every last inhabitant of Xituo Continent.
Under normal circumstances, this wouldn't have been impossible—provided sufficient Spiritual Energy, tily Mana recovery, and coordinated efforts—it might have been feasible.
Yet, by then, the White Eyebrow Old Monk, who had ventured into the Outer Realm long ago, finally returned.
Compared to before, his monk robe was disheveled, his aura noticeably weakened, clearly having undergone a fierce struggle.
But upon seeing Xituo Continent on the brink of being completely subrged, he deeply regretted his failure and ultimately made a decision:
"The Realm mbrane is ruptured; the flood flows from this very place. It must be sealed with the Dao Domain!"
"But that alone isn't enough."
"The flood originated from the evolution of Outer Realm substances. If I use my body as the shell, 'Kong' as the vessel, and absorb these Outer Realm substances and Spiritual Energy, perhaps I can resolve this calamity and save all beings!"
This thod, if attempted by any other cultivator, would have been utterly unachievable. Cultivators can only endure a limited amount of Spiritual Energy—even Refining Void Cultivators cannot absorb without restriction.
However, the Unseen Power technique practiced by the White Eyebrow Old Monk was rooted in emptiness, in nullity.
Since all is void, it can naturally contain everything.
Without hesitation, the White Eyebrow Old Monk filled the mbrane Eye with his own body, simultaneously using his Dao Domain to forcibly absorb the Chaos Origin Substance and scattered Spiritual Energy from within and without.
The Dao Domain instantly fused with the Realm mbrane.
Perhaps due to the constant influx of Chaos Origin Substance and vast Spiritual Energy, feeding both him and the Realm mbrane, he did not disappear imdiately like others who rged body and world, barely preserving his consciousness and physical form.
Though his consciousness gradually dissipated as the Dao Domain fused with heaven and earth.
In the final monts of his life, he realized that events had not unfolded according to his envisioned outco.
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