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Jiang Lichen sighed.

Although he was eccentric, he was not foolish, after all, he had participated in that battle for the throne and quickly laid out the sequence of events.

Li Hao, upon hearing his words, knew they must be close to the truth. He looked at the prince and asked,

"Senior, how can the missing soul be restored?"

"The first method is to allow the existing soul to slowly split over the long years and gradually refill itself, which is to say, it requires a long time to naturally recover."

"The soul is like flowers and trees; it can regenerate, but the time needed is extremely lengthy."

"The second method is to find the missing soul fragment. The fragment might be sealed somewhere here in Mount Wuliang, or it might have been obliterated and entered into the Mo River," Jiang Lichen explained.

Li Hao, upon hearing this, immediately scanned Spirit Mountain with a cold gleam in his eyes.

"Feng, rest for now, I will find your missing soul!"

Li Hao took a deep breath and solemnly promised Feng.

Feng looked at him bewildered, his gaze struggling as if to say, "Run... fast..."

Seeing him like this, Li Hao felt a sharp pain in his heart; even with the missing soul, being unable to see, the old man recognized him with just one touch.

"Feng, you're safe now."

Li Hao, suppressing the sorrow in his heart, spoke softly as if to soothe a child to sleep.

Feng, hearing Li Hao's words, moved his lips slightly as if to show he understood. The struggle in his eyes slowly faded, revealing a smile, but due to the missing soul, his expression appeared foolishly happy.

"Good, good..."

Li Hao could not bear to watch any longer. He asked the Candle Flame God to take good care of Feng while he covered the entire Spirit Mountain with his Divine Thought, searching from top to bottom.

Meanwhile, outside Spirit Mountain, many disciples of Mount Wuliang along with Arhats and protectors arrived.

Seeing the shattered and split-apart Spirit Mountain, they were shocked. Especially since the Buddha Lord's Dharma Aspect had been destroyed, which was beyond their belief, shocking and enraging them.

Though they knew that the invader of Mount Wuliang was extremely powerful, the faith ingrained in their bones now overcame their fear.

"Who are you, daring to invade our Mount Wuliang!"

"This is within Dayu territory, do you want to be hunted by Dayu?!"

Angry shouts carried across.

Li Hao, who was searching the mountain, let his restrained urge to kill transform into an imposing and fierce might. He lifted his head and swept his gaze across, the murderous intent within his eyes releasing like tangible blades slashing out.

With a bang, among those shouting in anger, the Arhats who were of the Three Immortal Realms, felt their blood roil under Li Hao's intimidating glare, their chests struck as if by a heavy hammer, as they spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Even their invulnerable bodies couldn't withstand the force.

"Scram!"

The word laden with murderous intent squeezed out from Li Hao's mouth. Successive sounds of explosions rang out, the leading Arhats of the Three Immortal Realms were torn asunder and died on the spot.

Others who were about to shout in anger trembled in fear, their initial fiery blood instantly extinguished, their eyes filled with horror.

Li Hao's Divine Thought continued to search Spirit Mountain, but he didn't find Feng's soul nor any suspicious locations. However, he did see a cave on the back of the mountain with Feng's presence; in the cave, there was a lava pool and chains, on which Feng's residual aura still lingered.

Li Hao's expression grew grim. Without a doubt, this was where Feng had been tortured.

"You two stand back."

Li Hao whispered to Candle Flame God and Jiang Lichen.

They were surprised but sensing Li Hao's intense surging energy, they quickly soared away.
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Boom!!

As soon as they left, Li Hao condensed a dazzling Sword Qi and fiercely slashed out.

The whole Spirit Mountain, from its peak to its base, was cleaved in two by this single strike!

Such a scene caused many arriving disciples to be utterly amazed, finding it hard to believe.

It was as if the Spirit Mountain that stood in the hearts of the faithful was destroyed, as if their faith itself had been ripped apart!

Boom boom boom!

Li Hao's Sword Qi swept into the lava pool, slaughtering all the Demons within.

Looking at the Spirit Mountain now split in two, its Spirit Gathering Array destroyed, no longer was it a Holy Land for Cultivation.

"Now, those who leave Mount Wuliang may shed their robes and depart down the mountain!"

Li Hao turned, his frosty voice echoing throughout the Brahma Pure Land World,

"The Buddha Lord is dead, hereafter there is no Mount Wuliang!"

"You have ten breaths of time!"

"Anyone who stays, dies!"

As Li Hao's words spread, all the disciples and peaks of Mount Wuliang, those meditating or asleep in the Buddhist Halls, were all startled and terrified.

"The Buddha Lord is dead?"

"How could it be, could it be because of the great battle just now..."

On mountains far from Spirit Mountain, some disciples had felt the recent great battle but with their limited cultivation, they had limited perception and had no idea that the Buddha Lord had actually died.

Now hearing Li Hao's voice, they were all shocked and stunned.

Li Hao spoke no further words, but above his head, a Sword Tide began to form.

His gaze was icy cold as he stood above the split Spirit Mountain, like a young Fighting God looking down at the many disciples below.

The vast and mighty Sword Tide, gathering like vortexes in the sea bringing terrifying energy, thunder and lightning, made all the disciples tremble in fear.

It was as if the apocalypse had arrived.

"How could this happen..."

"My Mount Wuliang has stood for thousands of years, how could such a catastrophe occur..."

Many old monks stepped out of the Buddhist Halls, staring at the vast Sword Tide, their eyes filled with shock and sorrow.