Bodhi headed south, consumed by a demonic obsession. His half-black, half-white hair danced in the wind, and the signs of his deepening demonic corruption were enough to chill the heart.
Far behind him, Mingyue and Zijing followed silently, not daring to draw too near.
Primeval Land. As Bodhi entered, the Buddha Demon auras around him clashed without cease, and the kindness once in his heart became covered in dust.
At the academy, Yi Qingqiu sensed the abnormally powerful Buddha Demon aura in the distance and lightly furrowed her brows. A body shared by Buddha and demon—what was going on?
"Urgh."
Within the Primeval Land, Bodhi suddenly stopped. Demonic qi and Buddhist light reflected off one another around him. His muddled consciousness was gradually becoming unable to tell whether he was Buddha or demon.
After pausing briefly, the Buddha Demon aura withdrew into his body. Bodhi stepped forward and continued on.
A Buddha had fallen into demonhood. The sole fragment of hazy memory remaining to him was that he had to eliminate the Demon Venerable who had returned to the Primeval Land and prevent demons from bringing calamity upon the world.
At the same time Bodhi entered, two powerful auras deep within the Primeval Land also awakened. Fixing their gazes upon the aura steadily approaching, their expressions slowly grew grave.
"White Flood Dragon, who is this person? Do you know him?" Yao Qiluo asked in a deep voice.
"Bodhi Venerable, at the peak of the Human Sovereign realm," the White Flood Dragon said slowly from within the white mist.
"This is going too far. We have not descended upon the human world, yet a Human Sovereign has come to the Primeval Land of his own accord. Is this meant to provoke the wrath of the Primeval Land?" Yao Qiluo said coldly.