The First Demon of the Chan Sect

Chapter 337: Chapter 26 Pao Qi Returns to Her True Self (Part I)

“Boom!”

The entire Fengyan Tribe revealed boundless auspicious radiance, with brilliant rays of light extending for miles and thousands of strands of purple qi. Nine giant dragons and nine colorful phoenixes soared abruptly into the skies, closely followed by an immense Merit Cloud.

As the Merit Cloud approached the heavens, it split into four parts. Two streams directly descended upon Pao Qi and Hua Ling, one stream fell upon Lord Zishu. And those remaining pieces of the Merit Cloud transformed into thousands upon thousands of golden arrows, falling upon the tribe’s members who had exerted effort for the human marriage.

Bathed in Merit, Pao Qi felt a warm sensation enveloping his whole body. That gentle and comfortable feeling was as if he was being embraced by his mother, leaving him utterly intoxicated. The portions of past life memories stored in his mind, which had just begun to awaken, now violently surged, with countless scenes growing clearer and clearer. The shackles that held him within the Martial Break Void realm were also blasted apart with the descent of Merit.

Pao Qi quickly immersed himself in the realm of Martial Arts, with numerous mysterious Laws unveiling themselves before him.

Standing beside Pao Qi, Hua Ling looked at the Merit Golden Cloud filling the sky, somewhat at a loss. When Merit poured down into her from above to below, from her head downwards, Hua Ling even closed her eyes in fear.

“Boom”

A boundless force, like a wild horse that had broken free, roared and galloped out of Hua Ling’s mind. That overwhelming sensation of expansion made her head feel like it was about to split.

“Damn!” Netherworld River, seeing this scene, his complexion abruptly changed. Waves of Blood Evil Power surged forth thunderously and directly poured into Hua Ling’s body, compressing the awakening Power of Primordial Spirit back into place within a blink of an eye.

“Fellow Daoist, compressing this Power of Primordial Spirit like this, I’m afraid it won’t benefit her Cultivation, right?” Laozi, frowning, observed Netherworld River’s actions and suddenly spoke with a frown.

“Hehe, it’s fine!” Netherworld River smiled faintly and said, “My Asura Clan’s Primordial Spirit is vastly different from those of other clans. Even if the Primordial Spirit perishes, there is still a way to be reborn!”

“Oh?” Laozi, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but chuckle softly, “That really is extraordinary!”