Within the Netherworld Court, the waters of the Yellow Springs flowed without cease. Surging currents stretched in a murky yellow expanse, countless lingering obsessions left by departed souls churning within them, neither fading nor dispersing.
Taiyuan's gaze flickered, his thoughts twisting through a thousand turns.
If I can seize a portion of the Yellow Springs' authority and bring it under the River Dao's control... with that as a foundation, perhaps I'll someday have a chance to bring the Netherworld itself under the governing order, ensuring that heaven and earth never fall into disorder.
He pondered this inwardly, but not a trace showed on his face.
Chu Mo, too, seemed not to have noticed Taiyuan's intentions.
At that moment, he stood high in the air, reincarnation blazing overhead with countless rays of radiance. Black and white qi rained down continuously, shielding his entire body. Looking down at Taiyuan, he smiled and said:
"Fellow Daoist Taiyuan, you're badly injured. Why fight so desperately? This Venerable is merely passing through Great Evolution, not tearing down your Mountain Gate."
Taiyuan's expression darkened, and he snorted coldly. "Since when did This Venerable need your comments on his actions?"
He raised his hand and clenched it. Myriad Waters Return to the Flow gathered at his side, the rolling rivers reflecting endless profound light of Ren Water. Their momentum was vast and boundless, as though they would scour heaven and earth clean.
Chu Mo's gaze sharpened, and he formed seals with both hands.
The two qi of life and death rose, revealing the myriad manifestations of reincarnation within them.
Boom- The Netherworld Court trembled, and the Yellow Springs surged. Chu Mo staggered back several steps, fine cracks opening across his Dharma Body, only to heal completely in the blink of an eye as the two qi of