I Can Deduce Arts by Slaying Demons

Chapter 411: Chapter 298: Lu Xuan’s Untouchable Taboo! You’re Courting Death! (Part 2)

"This child’s bone structure and aptitude are actually much stronger than this venerable self was back in the day..."

"This time, even if it costs the power of this world, I will take possession of this body!"

"Celestial Essence Dao Immortal... I am just one perfect physique away from that final step!"

"With this one-in-a-million physique, plus my own memories."

"Achieving the realm of the Immortals will no longer be an unattainable fantasy!"

The white-robed old man gazed into the distance, his white pupils reflecting the image of Lu Xuan.

Thousands of miles away, a flash of white light passed, and Lu Xuan stepped out slowly.

The white light from the teleportation hadn’t completely dissipated when Lu Xuan felt a bone-chilling cold coming at him.

He calmly surveyed his surroundings, only then discovering that the scenery had undergone a complete transformation.

Moments ago it was a sun-baked desert, and now he found himself in a darkly mysterious forest.

The branches of towering ancient trees twisted into bizarre shapes, sketching sinister silhouettes against the moonless, starless night sky.

Even more eerie were the distorted, terrifying human faces faintly emerging among the tree bark’s textures, subtly writhing with the inhaling and exhaling.

"Such dense Yin energy!"

"Pure to the extreme!"

Lu Xuan’s pupils contracted as he looked at the scene before him.

What ordinary Martial Artists would avoid, this sinister landscape appeared as a precious treasure trove in Lu Xuan’s eyes.

Flames of excitement ignited instantly in Lu Xuan’s eyes, bursting forth with terrifying brilliance as if to incinerate everything around him.

He slightly spread his fingers, and the dark golden Destructive Flames flickered unpredictably on the palm of his right hand.

The ultimate high temperature emerged!

The ancient trees within a hundred meters in diameter trembled violently, the faces hiding in the tree bark crevices emitted silent screams.

Hovering below Lu Xuan’s right palm, the dark golden flames distorted and shattered the space around them, revealing web-like cracks in the void.

However, as quickly as the dark golden flames appeared, they vanished with a blink of an eye as Lu Xuan retracted them.

"How many System Points would this be...."

Lu Xuan licked his lips, suppressing the impulse to act immediately.

Looking around, he saw vast portions of the forest shrouded in thick Yin energy.

Picturing in his mind the scene of System Points skyrocketing, his palm itched slightly, longing to unleash a strike right away.

"Not the right time yet."

Lu Xuan muttered to himself silently. Just the Yin energy from this forest could rival Divine Mansion Realm martial artists, achieving the level of a natural disaster.

For in front of Lu Xuan was a gigantic human architectural complex.

Under green light from an unknown source, there stood towering giant pagodas resembling a city.

Nine stories of gilded pagodas circled around, each adorned with thousands of gilded arhats.

Though these Buddha statues should have been solemn and dignified, they now displayed various expressions of pain and struggle.

Some had blood oozing from seven orifices, some had twisted muscles, and some more were tearing their own robes.

And at the center of the architectural complex, a colossal Buddha head a hundred meters high overlooked all beings.

That face, meant to be a symbol of compassion, was of an old man’s visage never before seen.

The wrinkles on his face were deep like ravines, an eerie smile tinged the corners of his mouth, and a creepy, scrutinizing gaze shone from his half-closed eyes.

"What kind of evil Buddha is this...?"

Lu Xuan’s pupils tightened. He could recognize all the arhats and bodhisattvas around him.

Yet only the main Buddha at the center felt completely unfamiliar to Lu Xuan.

Stranger still, when Lu Xuan gazed upon the Buddha head, it seemed to possess vitality, resembling a living Buddha.

In a trance, the stony Buddha lips appeared to move slightly, as a bronze-colored liquid slowly trickled from the corner of an eye.

"Plop."

The sound of the liquid hitting the ground was extraordinarily harsh in the silence.

Lu Xuan looked down, seeing the soil beneath his feet transforming into a bronze texture, with countless hair-thin blood-red lines spreading from the drop point, swiftly covering the entire clearing.

Clearly, within the temple at the core, something even more powerful and ghostly was hidden.

For Lu Xuan noticed that the roots of these Yin trees interwove underground into some kind of array, directing all the Yin energy toward that bizarre temple at the center.

"Shh... shh... shh..."

At this moment, countless withered leaves hovered midair, each leaf vein seeping dark red blood threads, weaving striking blood-red words in the void.

"Abandon all illusions, devoutly worship my Buddha!"

As those words formed, a tempest roared in Lu Xuan’s sea of consciousness.

The bewitching power contained in these bloody words far surpassed the demonic eyes of the bronze ancient hall by dozens of times!

The scene before Lu Xuan began to twist and change—

The eerie temple transformed into a solemn pure land, and the twisted tree shadows turned into a Bodhi sacred tree.

Even that strange Buddha head emitted radiant golden light, appearing dignified and sacred.

Melodious chants, pure and cleansing of the soul, resonated warmly around.

"Come...come..."

Though the Buddha head’s lips didn’t move, a compassionate voice reached straight into his spirit.

Lu Xuan’s gaze gradually shrank, and his eyes emitted two beams of purple light.

"Humph!"

The withered leaves forming the words combusted instantly, emanating a series of mournful, piercing shrieks.

"Since you’re unwilling to convert..."

The hoarse voice caused the entire Yin Wood Forest to tremble and rustle,

"Then become nourishment for the Buddha land!"

As this threatening phrase fell —

"Creak... creak creak..."

All the bronze lips of the Buddha head slowly closed, with the terrifying grimace reverting to a compassionate expression.