Hum...
Within Lin Mo's sea of consciousness, the phantom of a spirit plant that had appeared once before quietly emerged again.
It was identical to the mysterious spirit plant in his dantian.
All twelve branches of the spirit plant's phantom trembled slightly. Streams of strange, intangible aura rapidly spread, instantly filling his entire sea of consciousness.
Lin Mo's divine sense immediately regained its clarity. His tense body relaxed, and the discomfort of being stared at by the faceless Buddha statue vanished completely.
Beside him, Liu Xianzong wore a pained expression. The black-and-red fissures across his body blazed with piercing red light, while the crimson mist flowing within them churned violently. He was clearly resisting the terrifying pressure from the faceless Buddha statue.
"Go!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Mo sent a flash of white light from his sleeve. The mid-grade ancient treasure, the White Sun Tower, immediately flew out, then returned to its normal size and enclosed both him and Liu Xianzong.
Liu Xianzong immediately felt considerably better.
Although the faceless Buddha statue was powerful, the White Sun Tower was no mere ornament. Pressure transmitted from afar alone clearly could not damage this mid-grade ancient treasure, and it could no longer affect Lin Mo or Liu Xianzong!
"The Formless Buddha... no, he is no longer a Buddha, but a demon seed!"
High in the sky.
Zonge and Master Zhichang exchanged glances, then turned to look at Lin Mo and Liu Xianzong. Once they confirmed that both were unharmed, their taut nerves eased considerably.
Holding his ringed monastic staff, Master Zhichang spoke with unprecedented gravity. "This Formless Demon Seed originated in Primordial Antiquity. He is extraordinarily vicious."
"Gray-black evil light has spread throughout the Western Region. I fear he has devoured the souls of countless living beings within it. His aura