No sooner had he spoken than the Spirit Terrace appeared. Under the Heavenly Heart's light, he could see that this place beneath the blood moon truly was Tang Changsheng's Sea of Consciousness.
The Primordial Yang Divine Lamp blazed. For an instant, its light was like the sun, illuminating the entire Sea of Consciousness.
All the blood-red radiance—even the eerie crimson moon hanging high on the horizon—paled at once, revealing its true nature.
That so-called eerie blood moon was nothing more than a speck of spiritual light. Its disguise exposed, it tried to flee in panic.
Tang Changsheng laughed. This was his own Sea of Consciousness. My territory, my rules!
With a thought, a ray of Heavenly Heart light became a sharp arrow and shot toward it.
I look northwest and shoot the sky wolf!
The arrow streaked like a meteor. Though loosed later, it arrived first; it had barely flown before it struck that speck of light and pinned it fast. In an instant, it turned into boundless flames and burned the light away!
"Hmph. Did you really think my General's Temple's Nine Luminaries Heavenly Heart Method was a sham? Though the method drew on countless forms of witchcraft and demonic cultivation, its foundation remained orthodox Daoist Tradition.
"Nothing placed greater weight on the Heavenly Heart! You were foolish enough to come into my Sea of Consciousness. You were asking to die!"
As Tang Changsheng muttered, seemingly to himself yet also as though addressing someone else, a translucent blood-red shadow appeared behind him. It wore a sinister smile, and its sharp crimson claws were about to touch his back when it suddenly screamed.
Tang Changsheng had turned around, a hint of a smile on his face. "Blood Demon, you're far more accomplished than that Five Directions Yin Demon from last