He entered the Spirit Saint Domain a hundred years ago.
Having integrated information from various sources, Logo now has a very clear understanding of the power dynamics in this realm.
The racial conflicts within the Spirit Saint Domain are not its primary internal contradictions; the core issue lies in the struggle over the Dao.
Daoism, Buddhism, and Demonism are three major sects, each representing a different philosophy of cultivation.
Since the beginning of time, the three parties have been fighting each other, a struggle that continues to this day.
Whichever side is stronger at a certain time will attract a joint attack from the other two sides.
A delicate balance was maintained overall.
Due to the complex situation and the ambiguous relationships between the various powerful figures, not all the powerful figures of the Three Sects are mortal enemies.
It's a strange relationship where we are intertwined, each of us existing within the other.
"In the current Spirit Saint Domain, the Dao is waning and the Demonic are rising. Buddhism should be allies with Daoism, but judging from the actions of the Azure Radiance Palace, it doesn't seem like they're welcoming this powerful Buddhism figure..."
"Fine, let's watch the show first, and if things don't work out, we can suppress them together."
With the initial formation of the Chaos Body, and the Yin-Yang Life and Death Shears in hand, comparable to Supreme Dao Art, within the realm of True God, the Nirvana Incarnation fears no one.
Even ordinary Main God can be dealt with a couple of times.
Possessing a sharp weapon, the desire to kill arises spontaneously.
They naturally have plenty of confidence.
With this mindset, the Nirvana Incarnation, an old god, leisurely hid in a spatial rift, watching the show.
The Buddhism group traveled very quickly, and in a short while, they traversed thousands of miles of sky.
Just then, a beam of blood-red light suddenly rose from the ground, like a curtain rising high.
Above the blood-red curtain, a torrent of the Blood River flowed, and countless blood-red Spirit Pattern climbed upon it like evil demons, while an extremely eerie flame burned on its surface.
The flames were blood-red, as if they were formed from the blood of countless living beings. They could burn anything, and as soon as they appeared, even the space itself was scorched and distorted. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth instantly turned into dry firewood, becoming a breeding ground for the blood fire, causing the flames to spread wildly.
In the blink of an eye, it covered the entire world within sight.
Hiding beneath the Abyss, the Ancestor Kuming, witnessing this scene, narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself, "Red Lotus Karmic Fire, no, it merely carries a trace of karmic fire power. Could the one who attacked be from the Nether River Demon Palace?"
"Hmph, as expected, they are members of the Demon Sect. It seems that among those people in the Eye of Guixu, there were indeed spies from the Demon Sect. We must investigate them thoroughly when we get back!" Madam Xuanyin coldly transmitted her voice.
The Venerable Jiemie beside him remained silent, but the Tribulation Qi surrounding him became even more terrifying.
The Ancestor Kuming did not reply, but squinted as he watched the battlefield.
Blood and fire spread rapidly, instantly engulfing the bodies of the eight Vajra Warriors.
Even with the strongest will, after being scorched by the flames, his eyes turned red and he kept letting out shrill screams.
"What a fierce fire!"
Within the spatial rift, the Nirvana Incarnation's eyes lit up.
Watching the blood flames burn relentlessly, he began to think about how to take them into his possession.
On the other side, apart from the Vajra Warriors, even the precious chariot was stained with blood and fire.
The golden Arhat seated atop the chariot, seemingly angered, shouted, "You wicked creature!"
The roar of the lion instantly resounded across the sky.
A fierce Lion, its body gleaming with golden light and seemingly cast in gold, roared to the sky.
The sound waves swept by, and the blood fire trembled, but like a maggot clinging to a bone, a sliver of flame remained, never completely extinguished.
Once the sound waves subsided, it burst into flames again.
"Hahaha, you bald Buddhism monk, Grandpa, you must be feeling the effects of this Blood River and Fire."
A sinister laugh rang out, and countless blood-red shadows burst forth from the heavens and earth, overwhelming everything and rushing towards Arhat Yuanguang.
The crimson light surged and moved, from which a figure dressed in a crimson robe, resembling a giant bat, darted out. Its blood-red eyes were fixed on Arhat Yuanguang, and its withered hands, shaped like claws, reached out to grab the chariot.
"Reverend Blood River, so it's you, you old devil!"
Arhat Yuanguang snorted coldly, leaped out of the chariot, and transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long Gold Dragon. He darted through the blood and fire, resisting the scorching flames with his powerful physique, while baring his fangs and claws to grab at the Reverend Blood River.
The Reverend Blood River let out a strange cry, dodging the Gold Dragon's outstretched claws, and let out a laugh like that of a night owl, "As expected of the so-called once-in-ten-thousand-years genius of Buddhism, the Arhat Yuanguang not only possesses unparalleled deductive skills, but even his Eight Classes of Heavenly Dragons Golden Body is honed to be quite formidable!"
"You wretched creature, you demon, who gave you the right to comment on my Buddhism supernatural powers? Prepare to die!"
Arhat Yuanguang roared, his dragon claws clenched, and a handprint made of intertwined red and gold colors appeared beneath his claws. The space suddenly trembled, as if the sky were collapsing, and crashed down on the Reverend Blood River with a thunderous roar.
"Vajra Great Handprint! You bald monk Yuanguang, you've learned quite a few things!"
The Reverend Blood River, who often dealt with Buddhism, instantly recognized the Great Hand Seal used by the Arhat Yuanguang. Immediately, the demonic energy around him surged, boiled, and burned!
"Roar!!"
In an instant, a blood mist filled the sky, then suddenly dispersed, revealing a ferocious ape with bat wings on its back, bulging muscles, and blood-red eyes beneath the blood curtain.
The monstrous ape reached out, clenched its fist, and threw a punch. Blood and fire surged forth, colliding with the Vajra Great Handprint.
One gold and one black, they canceled each other out and disappeared, having fought to a standstill.
"Evil creature!"
The Arhat Yuanguang, transformed into Gold Dragon, looked down at the Reverend Blood River, his eyes blazing with fury.
Seeing this, the strange ape let out a sinister laugh, "Bald monk, out of ideas now? Then prepare to die!"
As soon as the words were spoken, several more demonic figures broke through the blood curtain and stepped into the battlefield.
Although these demonic figures were not as powerful as Reverend Blood River and Arhat Yuanguang, almost reaching the pinnacle of deity status, they were still not to be underestimated. Spirit Ruins rose behind them, and eight divine rings hung, exuding a formidable aura that completely surrounded Arhat Yuanguang.
However, this perilous scene did not frighten Arhat Yuanguang. Instead, his dark golden dragon eyes, which were originally filled with anger, calmed down and became unfathomable.
Seeing this, Reverend Blood River's heart tightened. "This bald monk is acting strangely; let's prepare to retreat..."
The transmission was incomplete.
A majestic and domineering voice resounded throughout the battlefield.
"They've all taken the bait!"
Tear!!
As the words fell, a tear was ripped open in the blood-red curtain.
Golden divine light shone in from the outside.
Looking through the crack, one could see a majestic temple, radiating golden starlight, standing proudly.
Inside the temple, pairs of eyes appeared, their expressions chillingly cold.
"Golden Radiance Divine Palace!"
The monstrous ape that the Reverend Blood River had transformed into had a look of surprise and doubt flash across its ferocious monkey face.
Immediately, it was as if a Thunderclap had exploded in his mind.
"You bald monk, you're trying to fish for me?"
"Finally realized it? Not too stupid after all."
The Palace Master of the Golden Radiance Palace landed beside the Arhat Yuanguang, his sharp and domineering gaze like two celestial swords, clanging and resounding.
Gazing at the golden temple, Reverend Blood River and several Demon Sect deities wore solemn expressions.
"You actually brought the sect's most treasured artifact, the Golden Radiance Divine Palace. Aren't you afraid that our Demon Sect's experts will take this opportunity to storm the Golden Radiance Palace's lair?" Reverend Blood River roared.
"Haha, what nonsense are you spouting, you old devil? You think you can break through the Golden Radiance Palace's sect-protecting formation with your bunch of rats from the gutter? Ridiculous!"
The Palace Master of the Golden Radiance Palace smiled dismissively.
"Brother Dao, there's no need to waste words with this demon. Let's kill him as soon as possible, lest things get complicated!" Arhat Yuanguang spoke, his voice calm yet carrying a chilling killing intent, his determination to subdue the demon immense.
After hearing this, the Palace Master of the Golden Radiance Palace said no more, and roared to the sky, "Kill!"
With each stomp of his feet, the golden starlight that had been idling on the surface of the Golden Radiance Divine Palace instantly transformed into countless sharp blades imbued with an aura of Immortal, sweeping towards the Reverend Blood River and other powerful members of the Demon Sect.
Within the spatial rift, a strange glint flashed in the eyes of the Nirvana Incarnation.
He glanced at the powerful figures of the Azure Radiance Palace below the Abyss not far away, shook his head and chuckled, muttering to himself, "The experts of the Spirit Saint Domain are quite skilled at fishing! They're all expert fishermen!"