The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

The world was shrouded in darkness, and the howls of demons sent chills down one's spine, completely drowning out the sound of the wooden fish being struck.

"Stop the danger..."

This time, Wei Zhi didn't remain silent. He said lightly, "I understand."

He raised his hand, and the spiritual energy that had tormented him day and night was released in an instant. The pressure of the Mahayana stage of Buddhist cultivation poured out, forcefully splitting open the path to the source of demonic energy.

All the mages were instantly overwhelmed by that oppressive aura and couldn't lift their heads.

No one could see that the demonic markings on his neck were so red they were almost bleeding, and the scorching heat was causing his meridians to be on the verge of collapse.

The golden light spread outwards from him, and wherever it reached, all the evil spirits were knocked away.

The monk in his jade-colored robe walked through the dark mud, across land where blood flowed like rivers, surrounded by corpses and the howling of demons, yet his robe remained completely unblemished.

The sound of the wooden fish drowned out the roars of the demons. Led by the abbot of the Tantric sect, all the surviving Buddhist practitioners present put their hands together and began to chant the Peacock King Sutra.

Wei Zhi finally reached the "Eye of Sin," which was constantly gushing out thick, viscous demonic energy. He suddenly laughed, as if he had just thought of something.

He was like a flame, striving so hard in the world to find fuel to make himself stronger, scorching, bright, uncontrollable, and unapproachable.

The flame is not trapped by the fuel, but by its own obsession with the fuel.

Now, the flames have finally let go of their obsession and are about to return to complete tranquility.

The jade-colored monk's robe disappeared into the churning, viscous abyss. Countless demonic infants sensed the abundant spiritual energy of the food and grinned in the mud, their gleaming teeth biting into the man's flesh.

More and more demonic fetuses emerged, and the jade-colored kasaya was gradually stained by the source of demonic energy. The demonic fetuses clung to it like countless blood-sucking leeches, but they were even more terrifying than leeches. They were pitch black, glowing with an eerie light, and covered with viscous black demonic energy, slowly winding their way down.

Just as Wei Zhi sat down cross-legged, the sweltering air, tainted by the source of demonic energy, suddenly cooled down.

A light snowflake suddenly fell on Wei Zhi's face, instantly turning into a watery stain, which was then evaporated by the heat emanating from his body.

"It's...it's snowing?"

The monks looked up in disbelief.

The demon realm, which is recorded in the book as being beyond the control of the Heavenly Way and only able to stir up the winds and clouds by demons themselves, experienced a heavy snowfall at this moment, filled with spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy in the snow was pure and cold, appearing too innocent and out of place in this world dominated by scarlet and bright black.

Wei Zhi finally closed his eyes, raised his hands to form a hand seal, and let the demonic fetus devour him.

The chanting grew louder and louder, the wooden fish drumbeats grew heavier and slower, and the Buddhist power condensed in each person's body transformed into starlight and golden light, surrounding the Buddhist disciple being devoured by the demonic fetus.

The golden light slowly coalesced into characters from the scriptures, constantly flowing around him.

When that person opened their eyes, they were too alluring, not like a Buddhist disciple, but more like a demon; when they closed their eyes, however, they were compassionate, without any delusion, only peace.

The so-called demonic monk, feared by millions, was led into the abyss by the chanting of thousands of enlightened monks and the protection of tens of thousands of warrior monks. He was then placed on a divine altar, where compassionate chanting urged him to calmly face his death.

He is annihilating.

It is also being reborn.

Beneath thousands of corpses, an extremely complex array pattern had taken shape, and at one of the center of the array pattern, a lotus pattern surrounded the source of demonic energy, as well as the Buddha's disciple being devoured by countless demons.

A figure in blue fell down from the high cliff once again.

The moment he landed, golden light burst forth. Lin Du knelt on one knee without raising his head, unleashing his spiritual power. The wind and clouds within the formation swirled, blowing away the white stray hairs that had been scattered across the cultivator's forehead during the battle, revealing a face that everyone had only seen today, yet which had already left a deep impression on them.

"Lin Du??? What are you doing?" a martial monk asked in surprise.

"What...what kind of formation is this?" One person stared in disbelief at the array patterns that had appeared out of nowhere. "We're sealing the source of demonic energy. What are you trying to do? Save people?"

"That's... the annihilation rune from the ancient book?"

Lin Du raised his eyes, his pupils gleaming like mirrors. "I did not stop you from letting the Buddha's disciple die, from sealing the source of demonic energy, and from saving all living beings."

"But you must not stop me."

"Your efforts are in vain! Wei Zhi was implanted with a true dragon inner core from childhood and subjected to heaven-defying secret techniques. He has already been removed from the cycle of reincarnation!" The abbot of the Tantric sect stopped reciting scriptures and looked at Lin Du.

Lin Du stood up. "I know."

"You know this and you still set up the formation? If you touch the body of the Buddha's disciple, all the sacrifices made today will be in vain." The abbot's voice couldn't help but rise.

"Who said I was going to touch his body?"

Thousands of evil spirits continued to arrive, and tens of thousands of monks fought the enemy around them. This enemy was everything that interfered with the Buddhist disciple's sacrificial sealing.

This could also include Lindu.

Hou Cang stood behind Lin Du, holding a long sword, wary of any possible sudden attack.

"You think that since his body was devoured by the myriad demons, his soul would also be annihilated within it, becoming food for the demonic embryo. After all, his soul cannot reincarnate, the underworld won't accept it, and he can't even become a ghost cultivator. He might stay in this mortal realm for a while, but he will completely dissipate. There's no way out, right?"

Lin Du spoke clearly and logically, showing no impulsiveness. Seeing this, the abbot couldn't help but ask, "Since you know everything, why are you doing something futile? Are you praying for a miracle?"

"A miracle? What's wrong? I've created quite a few miracles." Lin Du stood in the formation, waiting for an opportunity.

"Those whom the King of Hell cannot take, I will take; those whom the judge cannot settle, I will settle; those whom Heaven cannot govern, I will govern."

The cultivator's tone was calm and composed, as if cleansed by ice and snow, standing tall and awe-inspiring amidst the wind and clouds, yet his expression showed no arrogance.

"It's that simple."

The abbot was stunned speechless by the arrogant words spoken from that calm face. He turned to look at the Buddhist disciple and found that under the devouring of the myriad demons, the white bones had already been revealed.

As soon as the Buddha's relics appeared, the scriptures circulating around them began to disappear into them one by one, forming a powerful sealing force.

However, there was a faint golden light within Wei Zhi's body, displaying a completely different kind of oppressive aura.

It was at this moment that Lin Du raised his hand.

"Extinction, this is still something from your Buddhist sect. Now some people recognize it, but they don't know its true meaning."

"The Buddha has three bodies: the Nirmanakaya, the Sambhogakaya, and the Dharmakaya." Lin Du's spiritual power descended, and a golden array appeared above their heads, suspended atop the cliff and above the entire Demon Realm.

"The Dharma body is immortal and indestructible, but now that the incarnation has been devoured by countless ghosts and has entered Nirvana, I am determined to protect his Dharma body."

As soon as she finished speaking, another Buddha body suddenly appeared on the Buddha's body.

"That is... the Dharma body of the Buddha Mother?" The Buddhist practitioners were all surprised, but at this moment they truly saw the image of the Buddha Mother.

A single section of the spine is not enough to completely seal it; only the entire body of Buddha bones is sufficient.

However, with this section of the Buddha Mother's spine, Lin Du could protect what she wanted in the instant of taking her place.

A golden bead suddenly detached from the Buddha's incarnation and flew into the sky. Thunder rumbled in the sky above the Demon Realm, where no celestial phenomena had occurred for ten thousand years.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that it was the sound of thunder from within the formation.

Meanwhile, beneath the golden phantom of the Buddha Mother, a tiny dragon soul laboriously crawled out.

However, it was surrounded by demonic embryos, and it seemed that if it went out for even a moment, it would be devoured by the source of demonic energy.

Lin Du's divine sense remained fixed on Wei Zhi, and he naturally saw the dragon soul as well. He slowly tightened his grip on the fan.

From birth, Wei Zhi's human soul was firmly suppressed within the True Dragon Golden Core. When the Golden Core was removed, he died, and his suppressed soul suffered greatly.

Back then, Wei Zhi refined a dragon.

Rather than refining, it's more like a process of mutual devouring, similar to Lin Du's, until one becomes a half-spirit, from soul to human form, both are half-spirits.

Snow spirits don't really have any form, but dragons are different.

Therefore, the real Wei Zhi, due to the restriction of the Buddha's bone, could not transform into a dragon, but his soul was indeed refined into a dragon soul through devouring dragons.

Wei Zhi's original intention was to avoid the suppression of the human soul by the True Dragon Inner Elixir.

However, this also made it convenient for Lin Du to summon back the Dragon Core and Dragon Soul through two different sub-arrays during this Nirvana.

Finally, if the Dragon Soul can successfully break through the source of demonic energy, then it will be complete.

The tiny golden dragon soul had just emerged when a demonic embryo rushed up, wanting to swallow it whole.

Just then, a protective shell glowing white appeared on the dragon soul, protecting it as it passed through the muddy abyss.

Lin Du felt a sudden sense of relief; it was the power of vows, and also the manifestation of his own body.

This formation contains a total of four formations: one to activate the Buddha Mother's spine, one to strip away the Golden Dragon's True Core, one to strip away the Dragon Soul, and one to fuse them, allowing Wei Zhi to undergo complete Nirvana and rebirth. If one link goes wrong, the whole game is lost.

Lin Du couldn't afford to gamble. She once asked Wei Zhi a question: "Do you really think that the power of your accumulated will is enough to make this formation take shape?"

She needs precise calculations, but many things in Buddhism are somewhat ethereal and unpredictable. People's hearts are fickle, and who knows if those people truly believe in Buddhism?

Wei Zhi replied, "The people of Zhongzhou may not believe, but you should never underestimate Buddhism."

This is the part that Lin Du is most worried about in the entire formation.

Fortunately... the Buddhist disciple is ultimately a Buddhist disciple, a genius of Yunmolu, and the believers and fellow disciples truly believe in him.

Within the Annihilation Array, winds and clouds surged, thunder roared, and the dragon soul crashed into the golden core. In an instant, all the demonic corpses within the array were annihilated into smoke.

Thick fog obscured the entire sky, and at the bottom of the Demon Cave, billowing black smoke rose from the ashes of vanished demon corpses.

The thick clouds above and below obscured the brilliance of the array patterns, making it impossible for anyone to see the situation clearly.

Through layers of thick clouds, Lin Du's divine sense saw the slowly forming phantom of a silver dragon, but the inner core was nowhere to be seen; only the continuous sound of thunder could be heard.

She had calculated countless times, devised numerous versions, and combined the Extinction Formation with the Returning Dragon Formation. Countless rare and precious Buddhist treasures served as her formation stones, accumulating into immense power at this moment.

The dragon scales and essence blood that Wei Zhi retrieved, along with the sacred pool of water he had previously seized in the Demon Realm, and the strip-shaped objects sealed at the bottom of the pool, which were actually dragon tendons, began to slowly evolve into a true dragon body under the manipulation of immense spiritual power and array power.

The Buddhist disciple offered his body to the demon, leaving only piles of white bones. This enormous crisis, which had been eroding the Dongming Realm for hundreds of thousands of years, finally subsided amidst the wind and clouds.

A dragon's roar, accompanied by thunder, rang out once more, and someone was reborn from destruction.

Lin Du met a pair of vertical pupils amidst the thick clouds. Silver scales brushed against the back of her hand, cool and refreshing.

She suddenly laughed, "Now we've all died once."