Within the meditation chamber, the blood-red light had yet to fade.
The Taiyou Nether Spring Dharma Body—Nether Spring—slowly opened his eyes, which were as deep as an abyss of blood.
Unlike the Great Sun Purple Extreme True Monarch, whose path from Buddhism to the Dao was one of light and integrity, his own Demon Dao aura was pure, tyrannical, and so potent it was almost tangible.
His hair, black as ink, cascaded down like a waterfall. Flowing, dark golden patterns of blood adorned his crimson Magic Robe. His face bore a strong resemblance to Qi Yun's true self, yet he projected a sharper, more imposing aura.
The vicious and sinister air about him was so intense it threatened to erupt from his very being.
With a flick of his sleeves and a smile playing on his lips, Nether Spring faced Qi Yun's true self and gave a slight bow.
"I, Nether Spring, greet my True Self."
