Reshaping

At the side, White Elephant, who had already begun to recover, seemed to sense something. He murmured, "In the legends of the Immortal Dao, within the Yin World Netherland, there is a Taiyi deity most skilled at answering cries and delivering the suffering, saving the souls of the dead. His mount is a nine-headed Azure Lion. Azure Lion has always believed that to be his own ancestor. After achieving success in cultivation, he drew in pure qi with the sun and moon, cultivating a realm of pure-qi void within his belly, wishing to save departed souls just like his ancestor."

"For the sake of this power of deliverance, he searched heaven and earth for materials and endured no one knew how much hardship. Now that he has caused so many deaths and made so many dead souls suffer untold torment, how could he possibly let himself off?"

Hearing this, Yu Chen formed a hand seal and asked, "Why does it sound to me as though you are also deeply grieved? Could there be some part of this that was caused by you as well?"

Yu Chen's question immediately stirred the inner demon within White Elephant's heart.

"When all is said and done, it was all my fault. If not for my six tusks, and for taking such pride in them, how could others have seized the chance to scheme against me, using a contest of spiritual tusks as a pretext and bringing Azure Lion to such a fate?"

As White Elephant spoke, he suddenly raised his head and struck the void with his spiritual tusks. Patterns along the six tusks bloomed with radiance, colliding fiercely with the four sword artifacts stabilizing the void. One spiritual tusk snapped off at the root, while two others shook, threads of blood seeping from