Chapter 1042: Chapter 667: Shock, the Path of the Samsara Wheel, True Martial’s First Success!

"This has nothing to do with you, it’s all the demon’s cunning..."

Hearing Master Baibao’s slightly self-blaming voice, Meng Chuan comforted him twice, as he had never truly blamed the other person in his heart.

The thought that this item was needed and brought for him already made Meng Chuan very grateful.

At the same time, he also understood why this item couldn’t be stored in the magic mirror.

The reason was simple: the storage space can’t contain "living beings"...

Residual spirits are naturally considered living entities, with the Xuanwu statue being the only exception.

Whether it was alive or dead, half-alive or in some other state, Meng Chuan couldn’t quite grasp it.

But according to Sect Master Chen Tuan, Xuanwu needs him to converge the image of the turtle and the snake in the future for it to have the opportunity to "live a second life."

By reverse reasoning, Xuanwu’s current state can at most be regarded as a "dead thing" that can only absorb incense and fortune...

But Meng Chuan never underestimated Xuanwu.

Even Master Baibao couldn’t detect it, but Xuanwu could immediately sense the abnormality of the Dharma Crown, revealing its superior seniority.

More divine phenomena may appear in the future, which is only natural.

Meng Chuan stopped thinking and saw Master Baibao close his eyes again, then softly asked him:

"Do you have the Celestial King’s Treasure Umbrella on you?"

"The Mixed Element Pearl Umbrella? I have it, Master."

Meng Chuan nodded and took it out to give to Master Baibao.

He saw the other person slowly stand up from the bench after accepting it.

Holding the Dharma Crown in his left hand and grasping the Pearl Umbrella in his right, he silently chanted something, and then sat cross-legged on the ground.

Suddenly, a small beam of sunlight squeezed through the window, slanting onto Master Baibao’s surroundings.

In the golden glow, Baibao’s profile appeared even more compassionate and benevolent, like a Celestial Being, leaving Meng Chuan momentarily stunned.

He inwardly praised:

"Between his brows hides Mount Sumeru, his form noble and dignified. Master Baibao is truly a monk who has attained the Way..."

In a moment of distraction, Meng Chuan’s attention was drawn to Master Baibao’s chest.

Threads of brilliant golden light emanated from the chest, slowly coalescing and dispersing to form.

Within the light.

A child figure emerged, with a head full of fleshy bun-like mounds and a chubby face, coming out of the other’s chest.

This scene felt quite familiar to Meng Chuan... but he couldn’t immediately remember where he’d seen it before.

Focusing, he saw the being exude a perfect Buddha light of wisdom and merit, making one unable to look away.

The little Baby Buddha opened his chubby five fingers, waved his right hand, and handed him a small, seemingly gold or bronze, rectangular plaque, with a clear image of the Tathagata engraved on it.

At the same time, the Baby Buddha spoke.

The voice was childish, but extremely menacing:

"I will go catch it now; this creature might sense my presence and exploit its familiarity with the Dharma Realm’s flaws to escape first.

Use the Buddha plaque for protection, and crush it when it emerges."

In the next second, the Baby Buddha transformed into a thin beam of light and disappeared.

Meng Chuan scratched his head, his thoughts swirling, but his senses were taut, clenching the Buddha plaque tightly with his right hand.

Before long, his eyes suddenly brightened.

He finally remembered where he had seen this Baby Buddha before!

"It grew out of my neck!"

The battle with Huiyuan triggered the Heart Demon.

When he fought this creature in the sea of consciousness earlier, his head grew an extra two heads on either side to "assist in the fight."

The right was the Patriarch Kāśyapa, and the left was none other than this Baby Buddha!

So, it appears to be the manifestation of Master Baibao’s Spiritual Power.

Soul?

Impossible, Meng Chuan clearly sensed the difference.

It could grab the Buddha plaque from the storage treasure and speak...

His soul body, on the other hand, couldn’t do so many things after leaving the body...

So what is it...

Just as he was about to ponder further, a vigilant perception he kept suddenly transmitted an intense feeling of dread, forcing Meng Chuan to pause his thoughts.

At the instant of the sudden change!

Without the slightest hesitation, as his figure shifted back, he crushed the Buddha plaque.

He stood suspended in mid-air outside the house and turned to look back.

Master Baibao’s home was gone...

Meng Chuan’s golden eyes narrowed abruptly.

He saw that the Moon Terrace Garden, spanning 3 or 4 acres, had instantly and silently turned into a massive, bottomless pit...

A surging wave of air burst forth, accompanied by almost corporeal exaggerated Demonic Qi, instantly enveloping the entire Moon Terrace mountain top and quickly spreading downwards.

The massive mutated Bodhi tree trembled fitfully under the shroud of Demonic Qi, with the treetop withering at a visible speed...

Meng Chuan felt an unbearable tingle all over his body; goosebumps popped up in a series of "crackling" sounds.

The Demonic Qi was so overpowering that it immediately induced an extreme sense of alertness as if facing a "natural enemy."

Amidst the hazy black fog, shadows loomed indistinctly.

The scenery within Meng Chuan’s vision abruptly transformed.

The color black to an extreme, like overexposed black-red-orange, with a pungent smell of blood.

"It’s like... Principal Yang’s ’Forbidden Peak’... domain?"

Meng Chuan’s pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, studying carefully, murmuring.

At the very center of the pit, an extremely deep outline appeared, and a massive and terrifying aura suddenly surged, squeezing and sucking the air out, isolating a huge area filled with Demonic Qi, forming a suffocating vacuum zone.

Boldly sensing, thanks to having the Buddha plaque in hand, Meng Chuan looked on.

This sight deepened his breathing rate; it was an old acquaintance!

"Damn, the Big Buddha Head!"

Moreover, much more ferocious than that day.

The aura of Demon Mighty in its entirety far exceeded the limits a Grandmaster could withstand...