The Kongsijiang Demon Bowl in the sky faded, and the eye-like colors at the horizon disappeared with it. The radiant lights across the heavens dimmed, gradually returning to the normal sky.0

All the cultivators simultaneously looked up, pupils dilating as they collectively froze. The purple-black hue and colored lights brought by the Kongsijiang Demon Bowl had yet to completely fade. The entire sky bore a light violet tint, with flowing lights that exuded an entrancing, soul-stirring aura.0

But glass-like fragments of bodies, both big and small, were scattered across this violet sky. These Master Monks' dharma bodies were immense to begin with, and now they littered the air like countless fallen statues.0

All eyes traced the trail of broken corpses upward until they landed on a mountain of golden remains formed from dharma bodies. A white-armored man sat quietly cross-legged at the...0