Fa Yan discovered that as time passed, the corpse baleful aura within the formation grew ever denser, and the formation's power became ever stronger.
If he kept defending blindly, he would sooner or later exhaust his spiritual power and die.
With a thought from Fa Yan, the Two-Faced Buddha suddenly appeared.
This Two-Faced Buddha was not something he had personally refined, but an item obtained from an ancient ruin.
The Two-Faced Buddha had countless wondrous uses.
Previously, he had evaded Gou Jun's pursuit by using the Two-Faced Buddha to conceal his aura.
However, the Two-Faced Buddha was exceedingly sinister. Each time it was used, it had to be drenched in essence blood before it could be activated.
Each use required roughly thirty percent of the essence blood in his body.
At his peak, losing thirty percent of his essence blood would not have mattered. He could simply find a way to replenish it afterward.
But he was currently severely injured. Moreover, he had yet to recover the essence blood expended the last time he used the Two-Faced Buddha.
The essence blood in his body was currently less than forty percent of what it had been at his peak. If he used the Two-Faced Buddha again, it would plummet to less than ten percent.
Such a loss of essence blood was extremely dangerous. If it could not be replenished in time, it might destabilize his physical body and ultimately endanger his life.
But he had no other choice now. He could only risk using the Two-Faced Buddha.
Fa Yan reversed his blood and qi, then opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of essence blood, dyeing the Two-Faced Buddha a deep crimson.
A ghastly white radiance spread from the Buddha statue, bathing the Treasure Spirit Pavilion, long reduced to a