As soon as that thought surfaced, the Buddha Ancestor's True Soul grew restless. He recalled what the Buddha-Seal Daoist had said earlier. If he possessed that treasure, he really would have an excellent chance of becoming a True Buddha...
But that treasure was his master's most important possession. The entire Reincarnation Battlefield existed because of it. His master had expended so much spell power and effort, so many resources, to lay out this Reincarnation Battlefield...
He had slaughtered the living beings and Buddhist Dao cultivators of Star Realms across several Buddha Starfields, then poured immense resources into establishing this Reincarnation Battlefield. Naturally, what he sought was no small prize. Once he succeeded, his master would become an existence on the level of a Myriad Realms Sovereign...
But so what?
Just because he becomes the Myriad Realms Sovereign, must I become his sacrifice?
I want to live forever too, to become a Buddha on the spot! I want to become the Myriad Realms Sovereign too!!!
Why should I waste so much time in this damned place? Why should all the benefits belong to you?
The more he thought this way, the more wisps of black aura flashed through the eyes of the Buddha Ancestor's True Soul. That resentful energy made the aura of dark power within his heart spill out ceaselessly...
The Buddha Ancestor's True Soul had always had two sides: one carried an extraordinarily formidable evil aura, while the other carried the aura of the Buddhist Dao. The two could merge precisely because of the powerful divine ability of the Buddha Ancestor, a True Buddha...
He had already completely cultivated and fused these two auras, allowing him to unleash tremendously powerful combat strength...
The Buddha Ancestor's True Soul, separated from a sliver of divine soul, also possessed this divine ability.