Before the force of space could reach it, the Heavenly Demon phantom suddenly scattered, turning into a wisp of black smoke-cloud that raced toward the entrance of the Spatial Rift.
"Amitabha! What a calamity!"
Within Su Shi'er's Dantian Small Universe, Miaofa Tathagata's Nascent Soul trembled lightly at the sight.
Even she had not expected the Demonic God to disregard such astonishing spatial power.
In truth, she had long prepared herself for the worst.
After all, with the Demonic God's Will descending, it would have been unrealistic for it to return to the Demon Realm so easily.
At the word "calamity," determination surfaced on Miaofa Tathagata's Nascent Soul.
She knew the Demonic God's power well. Once its will returned to the human world, everything done today would still be in vain.
Miaofa Tathagata made up her mind. At once, the lotus platform beneath her stirred gently.
The next moment,
The Nascent Soul rode the lotus platform out of Su Shi'er's physical body.
Her exquisite, breathtakingly beautiful face was now deathly pale, and her spirit was listless.
Using a secret art to send her Nascent Soul here had already consumed no small amount of strength.
After battle upon battle, Miaofa Tathagata's Nascent Soul had long since damaged its very foundation. She was already an arrow at the end of its flight.
Yet within her rice-grain-sized eyes shone a steadfast gleam, as though boundless strength still circulated within them.
Standing upon the lotus platform, Miaofa Tathagata turned back and swept her gaze over Su Shi'er, Shao Ai, and the turbulent space behind them.
Then she gave a proud cry.
"Merciful Voyage of Our Buddha—Hundred Hearts as One—Miaofa of the Tathagata—the Boundless Sea of Buddha!"
Forming a Buddhist finger seal, specks of Nascent Soul origin splashed forth from her body, transforming into golden lotuses.