"Three thousand plans in the Golden Chapter, sever my coffin that ascends to immortality."
"The intent to feather and ascend to heaven, cultivate the Dao and the demonic body!"
Tu Shan Jun chanted the incantation.
His towering body immediately split into two aspects.
One was silver-white and profoundly Daoist, like an immortal lord banished from heaven, divinity overflowing as he drifted like an immortal. The other was black as ink, like an abyssal demon god, a supreme Devil Master reigning over all beneath heaven.
More than half of the Undying Eyes transformed into immortal pupils and demonic eyes.
Half immortal lord, half demon; Red-Haired Fiend sat at the center.
The instant the spell was completed, his original appearance seemed to tear free and burst forth.
The half-faces of the immortal lord and Devil Master shifted apart to either side.
It looked like one complete face, yet it was truly like three faces.
The immortal lord and Devil Master clearly carried an ethereal sense of about to step out from this body.
With the appearance of the Three-Aspect Dharma Body, Tu Shan Jun's spiritual aura rose without cease, and the mana he drew upon became even vaster. Yet the other end seemed as obscure and boundless as a sea of mist; the mana he used was merely a single hair from nine oxen, not worth mentioning at all.
That struck Tu Shan Jun as rather strange.
He had always been accustomed to compressing his mana and ending battles swiftly. He had never imagined that one day, he could rely on the reserves of mana behind him to fight a battle of endurance.
Within his sea of consciousness.
The old ape in a kasaya sat cross-legged upon a lotus dais, his furry hands pressed together, his expression kindly and benevolent, like an