The Primordial Spirit's Permanent Manifestation (2/5)

That night, in the mountain god temple on Flying Peak.

"That kid is making those ridiculous promises in my name again."

As usual, Xiluo Divine Descent on the shrine in Li Household Village, and immediately heard the old village chief's incessant complaints.

For a legitimate mountain god like Xiluo, this is not a rare ability.

As long as there is a special stool and statue, Xiluo can hear the voices of her believers even if they are thousands of miles apart.

It is obvious that the old village chief is Xiluo's devout follower.

"However, his current choice is exactly the same as yours back then."

Looking up at the statue of the Witch of the Huai River, Xiluo rarely showed a melancholy expression.

"Do all you prophets who can see the future enjoy doing rebellious things?"

"I should never have entrusted the Heavenly Mandate Bone Plastron to that child in the first place. I have a feeling he's repeating your mistake."

As Li Boyang's various behaviors over the past few years flashed through her mind, Xiluo laughed again.

"Fortunately, he listens to advice more than you do, and he doesn't seem to care about what happened in the past—"

He values the future more, the possibilities that can be changed.

It's rare to hear such insightful and profound remarks.

Xiluo's tone suddenly turned melancholy, fully demonstrating what it means to have a fickle mind.

"Sister, if you had been as cautious as him back then, would the outcome have been different?"

Just then, a cold laugh suddenly came from outside the main hall.

"Hmph! Just a stupid cat after all."

Accompanied by undisguised contempt and mockery, a large, jet-black dog slowly walked in from outside the door.

"Heaven-Eroding Lord!?"

The moment I saw the Big Black Dog.

Xiluo immediately felt a chill run down her spine, arching her back as if facing a formidable enemy.

But then Xiluo noticed something unusual about the Big Black Dog.

Because the other party did not appear in this temple in a physical form, but in a special form that was somewhere between existence and non-existence.

"Primordial Spirit!?"

Her eyes widened even more; in that instant, Xiluo remembered Li Boyang's Primordial Spirit.

"You actually cultivated Primordial Spirit?"

"And they even managed to Primordial Spirit Leaving the Body!?"

"Has that kid gone mad? He knows perfectly well that the Ghost God sealed on this Flying Peak are all heinous criminals!"

Upon hearing Xiluo's words, the Big Black Dog immediately glared angrily at her.

"Heinous crimes?"

No one can judge my good or evil!

"You can't do it, and neither can that Witch of the Huai River from a thousand years ago!"

Looking up at the Goddess of War in the main hall, the Big Black Dog's face betrayed neither grief nor regret.

You probably never would have imagined this!

"Our reunion has actually taken place in this way."

"It's a pity I can't handle the real thing right now, otherwise I would definitely smash your clay sculpture with my own hands!"

After the Big Black Dog said that, Xiluo realized that the other party's current state was not the Yang God that Li Boyang had shown at all.

In fact, the Big Black Dog hasn't even reached the realm of Yin Deity yet; it's merely a wisp of its spirit leaving its body to enter this hall.

"Roll!"

Then, with a sudden low growl, Xiluo directly dispelled the Big Black Dog's Primordial Spirit.

This is a method that Li Boyang taught Xiluo, a method specifically designed to restrain the Primordial Spirit.

Xiluo initially thought it was just something Li Boyang said casually and didn't take it to heart at all.

But now it seems that the other party clearly anticipated this scene.

"That kid—he really was on guard against me!"

In the final moment before her Primordial Spirit dissipated, the voice of the Big Black Dog clearly reached Xiluo's ears.

"But it's no use. He has already shown me the way forward. I will find a way to materialize my Primordial Spirit sooner or later!"

Xiluo coldly stared at the spot where the Big Black Dog had disappeared, and gave a disdainful smile.

"You're far inferior to that child, and I'll definitely achieve Yin Deity status much sooner than you."

Flying Peak, inside the Ghost God Cave on the back mountain.

The Big Black Dog suddenly opened its eyes, and wisps of black flames uncontrollably spewed from its mouth.

"Isn't it just Refining Qi, Spirit Transformation?"

A deep, hoarse voice echoed in the dark cave, and the Big Black Dog's crimson eyes looked terrifying at that moment.

"I have reforged my essence, energy, and spirit into a elixir," allowing my Primordial Spirit to reside and manifest permanently.

"Then all we need to do is accumulate enough knowledge and wisdom, and everything will fall into place naturally."

After venting its resentment, the Big Black Dog finally calmed down.

They were trapped in a dark, sunless cave.

Besides his own research and reflection, every interaction with the outside world is the key to the Big Black Dog's accumulation of knowledge and wisdom.

In Li Boyang's words, the amount of information gained through closed-door research far surpasses that gained through communication with the outside world—"wisdom is truly a subtle thing."

Before meeting Li Boyang, the Big Black Dog never imagined that he would seriously accumulate knowledge and improve his wisdom.

Even the Witch of the Huai River a thousand years ago couldn't lead the Big Black Dog to the Orthodox Dao.

However, at this moment, the Big Black Dog had already begun to taste the power of knowledge and wisdom.

Because the Primordial Spirit is sending a premonition to the Big Black Dog.

This made him realize that he was now at a crucial juncture.

If the right choice is made, perhaps this thousand-year-old seal will finally end.

Could it be related to that puppet outside?

With a deep gaze fixed on the outside of the cave, the Big Black Dog seemed to see someone sleeping on the wooden plank bed.

Unlike the ignorant Li Boyang, and unlike the uneducated Xiluo, the Big Black Dog realized the other party's identity at first glance.

A thousand years ago in this world, during the time when the Big Black Dog was still active as the "Heaven-Eroding Lord" -

To protect their own safety, the great shamans who travel across this land often train specialized guards.

These guards are usually the most powerful warriors of their respective tribes.

With the blessing of the high priests' "Witch Law," they even possessed the power to briefly contend with the gods.

Unfortunately, this came at a price.

No matter how strong their will, those warriors would lose their minds after several battles and become puppets of the great shamans.

This is what is known as a "witch puppet".

To the Big Black Dog, they were living puppets, living a life worse than death.

"But the problem now is that the puppet outside seems to still retain a complete mind?"

"And his abilities seem stronger than I remembered. Has someone improved the puppet-making process?"

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