Lu Xuan nodded, then immediately shook his head and said:
"It's more than that. Within the vision of the Nine Nether and Yellow Springs, there seemed to be a Pure Lotus Pool. Within the image of vibrant life, there was also the rumbling of heavenly thunder. Above the chaos of Weapons and war, there was a scene of countless spirits and immortals. That decisiveness in Slaughter was also strange. It seemed to be about more than just slaughter; it also involved Cause and Effect, fortune and misfortune, merits and demerits, rewards and punishments..."
As he spoke, a trace of horror appeared on his face.
"What puzzled me the most was the final word. A sky full of Buddhist light, and a sky full of demonic qi..."
Lu Xuan was perplexed. Recalling that single word now, he was still filled with doubt and horror. Demon and Buddha—these seemed to be two completely unrelated things.
