"Amitabha!"
Ji Dian silently recited the Buddha's name again, his voice carrying a faint, almost imperceptible tremor.
His gaze remained locked on the strange sight, his face filled with a complicated mixture of disbelief and confusion.
The air around them seemed to have frozen; even the wind had fallen still. Only the aura emanating from the entwined black shadow and Golden Wheel silently spoke of a power beyond the mortal realm.
The black shadow was like an embodiment of the abyss, carrying an Aura that could devour all things. Yet strange light flashed at its edges, as though it were a summons from an unknown domain.
The Golden Wheel confronting it, meanwhile, shone as brilliantly as the blazing sun. The runes flowing within it resembled the paths of stars, each containing endless mysteries and power. It radiated a warm, sacred aura, forming a stark contrast with the black shadow's coldness.
That black shadow was clearly the image of the Demon Lord he knew well. Moreover, it was an unprecedented Great Demon God capable of crossing the Three Thousand Worlds and taking pleasure in slaughter. The dark light around it seemed capable of swallowing all brightness, its Aura swallowing mountains and rivers, inspiring awe in all who beheld it.
Yet it was precisely such an existence, one that should have brought destruction and chaos, that left him confused.
As far as he knew, the Three Thousand Worlds remained peaceful and tranquil, with no signs of unrest whatsoever.
This could not help but make him suspicious. Could the one before him be an Outer Heavenly Demon in disguise?
He tried to search his memories for an answer, only to discover that he knew absolutely nothing.
"Demonic Aspect! Demon Subduing Aspect!"
*Ji Dian muttered to himself as the runes within the wheel flowed