Li Qingyun swept past, as though he had not even seen the headless Buddha body slowly collapsing behind him.
As the Three Pure Ones of this generation, righteously slaying a former traitor and current roadblocker, what of it!
The moment the Dao thought arose in the poor Daoist and the sword flashed, even the vast Western Paradise could not protect one who delivered themselves to the blade!
Behind him, that headless Buddha body and skull immediately revealed their true forms, undergoing terrifying transformations. That was no Buddha at all—it was clearly a twisted entity covered all over in malignant ulcers, venomous green pustules, and a foul stench reeking to the high heavens!
Yet even so, Samantabhadra and Denguāng Joyful Buddha, who had suddenly emerged from the emptiness, drooled profusely and madly pounced on that twisted corpse, each snatching a head and a torso.
There was no difference between this and greedy hyenas fighting over carrion.
This scene made even Li Qingyun, who had already sped far away, feel his scalp tingle.
He only then remembered: These entities of the Outer Void rely on the blood and flesh of the Great Universe, becoming corrupted and twisted to survive to this day. Their very essence is turbid, bloody, and foul to the extreme. The surface brilliance, the awe-inspiring Saintly Might, and the sanctimonious facades are actually just disguises they use to prettify themselves and deceive All Heavens and Universes!
The moment this thought arose, he felt something was slightly amiss within his own Dao Universe, where certain areas began to itch and swell with pustules.
In particular, he felt something strange on his face. Reaching out to touch it, he found a pustule had grown there at some unknown point.
"Suppress!"
Feeling inwardly alarmed, he immediately galvanized his Dao intent, sweeping it