Chapter 862

Throwing in several unlucky souls, they vanished into the Buddha-land without even stirring a ripple, swallowed by the demonic figures.

Several veteran demons of Yu Jiuyou, well-versed in the ways of the world, analyzed: "The path of the Earth Immortal Realm's demons is truly wild! This pure land seems to be a Buddha treasure."

"To cultivate demons within a Buddha treasure—ingenious! Using the Buddha to subdue demons, then letting the demons turn against the Buddha—he likely intends to fuse us into the Womb-Magic Seed, transforming us into a great demon to devour this Buddha treasure!"

"Not just that… this Buddha treasure seems to be a painting?"

"What do you know about paintings? I say this is clearly a pure land carved within a Buddha treasure, where several Buddhas' true forms have been summoned to suppress it!"

"Hmph! Do you know who I am?"

The demon's consciousness was arrogant, clinging to a sliver of demonic thought as it boasted: "Not just a painting—it's a Buddha-image painted on human skin! Mortals call it 'Tang Ka,' a method of the Vajrayana!"

"Who are you, to speak so boldly?"

"Shh! He's the Ancient Moon Demon, the first Moon Demon in the world! A master of skin-stripping!"

The Ancient Moon Demon circled the dark-wrapped light, marveling: "Brilliant craftsmanship! I've stripped hundreds of Buddha Golden Bodies—none surpass this! Wait… this skin is still alive! Living skin, painted with needles, nurturing the Womb-Magic within!"

"One paints Buddhist sutras onto a Golden Body—the pure land feels not of the present, but of the future. Its cultivation of the Three Mysteries renders us powerless to break it!"

"The other uses the Womb to nurture demons, tearing open rifts in Yu Jiuyou to summon legions of demons to seize the Dao."

"Both are ruthless figures!"

The surrounding demons nodded in agreement: "They say the Earth Immortal Realm has declined. Aside from that ruthless one who fell into Yu Jiuyou and cultivated the White Tiger Seven Kill Blade, we haven't seen a new demon prodigy from that realm in years! Yet now we've encountered two!"

"Two? Shouldn't it be just one?"

"The one cultivating demons is merely a prodigy—but the one painting the Tang Ka is the true demonic master. Not knowing demon arts now doesn't matter; just look at his skin-crafting technique—he's a rare talent. Once he turns to demonhood, his progress will outpace the demon cultivator tenfold!"

Inside the tiny Golden Body's skin, Little Murong Chui had crammed billions of demons using the Great Array of a Thousand Demons Falling Together.

Instantly, it became overcrowded.

The seven wedges driven into the body began to tremble.

The human body is a microcosm, a great alchemical furnace. The Buddha sects, when forging the Golden Body, discarded certain cosmic mysteries of this universe—but the Womb-Magic is profoundly mysterious, filling over half of the void.

Now, to forge demons, one must invert creation within this microcosm, this great furnace, using the demons as nourishment to generate and evolve the utmost demonic manifestations, only then can one forge a supreme heavenly demon.

But Brother Qian Chen had fully seen through this, using seven starlight nails to lock down most of the Golden Body's cosmic potential.

The Danzhongxue is the Sea of Qi. Once sealed, Qi cultivation is blocked; moving demons and forging demonic energy becomes a thousandfold harder.

The Wuyixue is where the human body serves as a dwelling—it's the easiest place to hide. Sealing this point prevents demons from manifesting as internal scenes of bodily functions.

The Shencangxue, as the name implies, relates to the divine cosmic secrets once hidden by the Empress Nüwa.

The Lingxuxue, Shenfengxue, Tianxixue, and Tianchixue each hold their own mysteries.

The heavenly demons circled and discussed: "The monk outside causing chaos must understand magic. Without knowledge of demon arts, he could never have sealed it so perfectly!"

One demonic Core-Form spoke with sharp insight: "If the human body is a great alchemical furnace, then its Qi vents are sealed, its fire gates closed, and its alchemical chambers all disconnected. Even attempting to use a human as a furnace to refine demons is now tenfold more difficult!"

"Wait!"

Mid-sentence, the Core-Demon's critique was abruptly halted by a faint consciousness. Its expression turned terrified; with its last ounce of strength, it shrieked: "This demon-sealing technique is no ordinary thing… it's a Great Heavenly Demon!"

In an instant, the demon and its demonic thought were pierced and painted into a talisman—strange beyond measure.

One by one, demons were pierced by countless needles of emerald fire and bloodlight upon the radiant skin, just as Brother Qian Chen had done—each demon stabbed into intricate, mysterious Heavenly Demon Talismans.

But Brother Qian Chen pierced from outside inward, while Little Murong Chui inscribed from within the skin outward.

Upon the Golden Body, Buddha-light surged violently. Countless demons were forced out of Yu Jiuyou by Little Murong Chui, transformed into emerald fire needles, and driven into the Golden Body's skin. Each surge of thick Buddha-light erased tens of millions of heavenly demons.

But soon, ten times that number of demons descended again, following the faint traces left by the previous demons, continuing to inscribe talismans.

Quickly, countless tiny blood dots surfaced beneath the Golden Body. The solemn, Buddha-backed Golden Body suddenly sprouted one blood dot after another.

Dense, minute, invisible to the eye, yet somehow palpable, drawing attention—strange needles pierced through the skin, only to vanish instantly under Buddha-light.

But this transformation of the Golden Body had shocked everyone present.

Just moments ago, the Tang Ka Mandala radiated solemn, sacred glory—the Buddha-light complete and perfect, the Golden Body, Tang Ka, and Buddha-light fused as one, the Buddha-image flawless, clearly suppressing all demons within.

In the blink of an eye, countless blood dots emerged, faintly forming a network of inverted talismans—painted in blood, grotesque beyond words, inscribed with Heavenly Demon Talismans.

Brother Qian Chen stared at those familiar Heavenly Demon Talismans—even reversed—he recognized them clearly.

"'Yu Jiuyou Heavenly Demon Talismans'… 'Blood Sea Piercing Demon Tianfu Tianfu Zhenfu'…" Brother Qian Chen identified several talisman scripts and began deciphering their meanings. Most merely imprisoned demons within the talismans, enforcing certain restrictions.

But some were intriguing.

The Blood Sea Piercing Demon Tianfu Tianfu Zhenfu inscribed scriptures about a strange creature of the Blood Sea—the Blood Saint Child. Another portion drew in Blood Sea True Water, seemingly intending to refine certain demons into this filthy, terrifying form.

The Yu Jiuyou Heavenly Demon Talismans summoned and imprisoned higher-tier demons; some of the talismans also refined another kind of Yu Jiuyou demon—the Uninterrupted Heavenly Ghost.

Brother Qian Chen pieced together five or six methods of demon refinement. Little Murong Chui seemed to intend to fuse all these formless and formed heavenly demons into the Womb-Magic Seed, cultivating and culling them like a demonic Gu, using the suppression and salvation of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on the Golden Body's skin.

Until, bit by bit, they transformed into a world-shaking demon capable of overturning the entire Buddha-land Brother Qian Chen had painted…

Tens of thousands of blood talismans, painted by demons, suddenly rolled into one, forming a Blood Saint Child, beginning to burrow outward.

Cao Cao Xuanwei and others saw with their own eyes: a large bulge swelled beneath the Golden Body's skin, as if something sought to burst free—but only a thin trickle of blood seeped through the skin.

Cao Cao Xuanwei was about to bring down the Great Precious Light Cloud to wipe away the blood.

But the blood could not pierce through the skin—it merely flowed into the Tang Ka mural painted on the back, becoming a thread of crimson, which the Buddha-light then sought to evaporate.

Yet soon, tenfold, then a hundredfold more blood threads seeped from the skin, flowing toward the painted Buddhas on the back.

Nine characters appeared in the halo behind the Great Sun Buddha, falling far to the ground like a setting sun, baking the pool of polluted blood into dryness.

But then, the spine, where Brother Qian Chen had driven heavy techniques into the Tianchixue, began slowly to recoil. At the center of the suppressed pure land within, the Candana Merit Buddha was swallowed by a horde of evil ghosts, transforming into a demon god with two curled horns and a face hidden in darkness.

Nine Uninterrupted Heavenly Ghosts tore it apart!

The starlight nails suddenly popped out one, and on the Golden Body's back, the nine evil ghosts' heads pressed slowly against the taut skin, their grotesque expressions manifesting through the surface.

The Heavenly Ghosts' monstrous faces, protruding from the skin, roared at Brother Qian Chen.

Brother Qian Chen suddenly extended two fingers and plunged them into the eyes of one evil ghost.

The mysterious Buddha seated at the center reached out and lightly touched the ground. The ghost with pierced eyes shrieked, and together with the nine Heavenly Ghosts, was sucked into a swirling vortex of twisting skin, the vortex slowly moving toward the Buddha's finger touching the ground.

Instantly, the nine became one, forming a Mother of Earthly Ghosts.

She emerged, pointing at the Future Buddha, her long hair suddenly transforming into a clear spring…

It was the Earth-Touching Subduing Demon Mudra—instantly transforming the demons into the Mother of Demons, manifesting beneath the Buddha, proving the Future Buddha had already attained Buddhahood!

The Blood Saint Child had coalesced into a sea, churning beneath the Twenty-Eight Heavens; the Asuras and Yakshas were dragged beneath the Blood Sea, refined into various demons.

In Longcheng, the demon army began dragging out human sacrifices one by one.

Some were captured barbarian tribes, others were beings from conquered worlds—even demons from the Northern Frontier were hauled up by the demon army.

One by one, their heads were severed; the gushing neck blood, like springs, was absorbed by Little Murong Chui standing atop, transformed into a river flowing into the distant Wuchuanzhen Buddha Pagoda, then, through the Uninterrupted Heavenly Ghosts' ability to traverse void, delivered into the Golden Body.

And refined into countless Blood Saint Children!

Within the Blood Sea, more strange demonic creatures churned; the Asuras, each radiating malice, charged toward the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas above.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng and Naga Poisonous Dragons tore into the Yakshas and Asuras in the Blood Sea.

The entire Tang Ka Mandala had become a battlefield of Buddha and Demon.

The Nagas, painted with true dragon blood and dragon-blood coral, manifested like dragons, churning the Blood Sea, slaughtering Asuras endlessly.

But soon, besides the Asuras tainted by Blood Saint Children, another formed heavenly demon—the Uninterrupted Wujian Wujian Molong—slipped into the Blood Sea. The Golden Body's bones twisted and transformed, countless bulges rising and falling, as if every Buddha bone within the Golden Body were becoming a demon dragon.

Then came the White Bone Great Heavenly Demon—twelve of them—transforming into the Twelve Celestial White Bone Demon Gods, crossing the Blood Sea, lifting a dark, profound abyss.

Toward the Twenty-Eight Heavens!

Then, boundless demons poured forth from the Heavens, attacking the Twenty-Eight Heavens' Buddha-lands!

In an instant, the Golden Body's nine orifices and pores spewed demonic energy, oozing demonic shadows. The Golden Body's eyeballs rolled back, its optic nerves blooming like flowers—two You day demons, Ming moon demons, manifested.

Like the sun and moon of Yu Jiuyou hanging high, overlooking the Twenty-Eight Heavens below.

The Great Sun Buddha radiated solar true fire, pressing down upon the two strange sun and moon…

Cao Cao Xuanwei could hardly believe it: the once solemn, sacred human-skin Buddha painting, radiant with countless golden and silver spirit materials, embodying divine essence as if the Buddha's celestial protectors had truly descended upon its skin—now, within its darkness, mere breaths later, it had undergone a cataclysmic transformation.

All manner of strange, demonic entities surged forth from the darkness within the Golden Body's skin.

Thirty-two Buddha statues had reversed over half their forms; the Golden Body was nearly transformed into a demonic body!

Yet Brother Qian Chen, whether out of indulgence or waiting for the right moment, sat cross-legged before the Golden Body, letting events unfold.

Cao Cao Xuanwei saw clearly: had Brother Qian Chen actively guided the Buddhas on the human-skin Tang Ka to suppress the demons, the situation would not have deteriorated so swiftly!