Chapter 954: Yesterday’s Seed
As a Buddhist weapon, Pure Bodhi carried its own Buddha light that was exceptionally effective against such yin creatures, second only to the Daoist thunder techniques. With each swing of Qi Xuansu’s blade, Buddha light poured forth, and the ghost soldiers fell in swathes like autumn leaves in the wind.
At the same time, Pure Bodhi manifested its first transformation, keeping a sliver of clarity in Qi Xuansu’s mind. Though he still looked like a crazed demon, it prevented him from turning his blade on Zhang Yuelu or Little Yin.
A few stragglers slipped past into the Mahavira Hall, but they were no match for Little Yin, who swallowed them whole one by one. No one knew what her stomach was made of, but she swiftly digested them in their entirety. Even the armor of the ghost soldiers, condensed from solidified divine power, disintegrated.
Once Qi Xuansu entered the Demonic Blade state, he lost all sense of time and knew only to slash endlessly.
Finally, when no ghost soldiers remained alive around him, he suddenly halted and fully regained his consciousness.
Turning back, Qi Xuansu saw Zhang Yuelu and Little Yin sitting side by side on the steps before the Mahavira Hall. Zhang Yuelu’s eyes were closed. Her thumbs, index, and middle fingers pinched in a mudra, hands resting on her knees, utterly still, clearly recovering her true essence. Little Yin propped her chin up with her hands. She looked bored, yawning now and then, and her eyelids were drooping, clearly drowsy from a full belly.
At the sight, Qi Xuansu suddenly had a strange thought, that they were husband and wife going on an outing with their child—only they had chosen a rather eerie destination. Still, given that the child was Little Yin, an extraordinary yin creature, it was reasonable.
Qi Xuansu sheathed Pure Bodhi and cleared his throat.
Little Yin lifted her eyelids slightly. “Finally!”
Zhang Yuelu opened her eyes as well, sizing up Qi Xuansu. “If anyone else wielded the Demonic Blade, even if the ghost soldiers didn’t wear them down, the blade itself would exhaust them to death.”
That was because once the Demonic Blade lost control, it acted entirely on instinct. Unlike the cunning and self-serving Taiyin 13 Swords, the Demonic Blade focused solely on frenzy and slaughter, fighting without pause. The blade would never stop. There had indeed been those who literally tire themselves to death.
To draw a comparison, the Taiyin 13 Swords were like devils that played with words and struck binding contracts—lawful evil. On the other hand, the Demonic Blade was like a demon that knew only slaughter and destruction—chaotic evil.