"If you can't beat me, you slander me. Is this the Sacred Dao you cultivate?"
Li Hao spoke coldly. The other man was ruining his reputation and diminishing his incense.
To restore the Buddhist Sect's dignity, someone else had to lose theirs. Many things in the world worked that way, like the tilting of a balance.
Yet when he looked elsewhere, he noticed something strange.
The incense power constantly drifting toward him had not diminished. Instead, shortly after the other man finished speaking, it suddenly surged.
Much of the incense he had previously lost from several cities seemed to have returned.
This unexpected change surprised Li Hao and left him puzzled.
Neither he nor Jue Ming had anticipated that after Jue Ming revealed Li Hao's past, what people would care about was his talent-talent so monstrous it defied belief.
Regardless of whether he cultivated demonic arts or what his character was like, he had come from the mortal world, yet now stood with a Buddha Child beneath his foot, looking down on an entire realm's Heavenly Prodigies. Even a Half-Saint could do nothing to him. It was all so incredible that people could not help but admire him.
"I am the Formless Buddha, without roots or form, without desires or demands. With my formless Buddha heart, I deliver the world from injustice and suppress its demons. Since you are a demon, suppressing you is my Dao!"
Jue Ming spoke indifferently.
"If you are the Formless Buddha, why do Buddhas and demons have forms? All beings are formless, and demons, too, are forms of living beings. A Buddha's heart can give birth to demons, and a demon's heart can give birth to a Buddha. Reversal is the movement of the Dao. If you cannot even comprehend that, your Sacred Dao is