In the dark dungeon, Qing Yu walked into the deepest part, clad in dark gold armor and wearing a mask.

Here, heavy arrays seal the place, along with Forbidden Elements restraining a person reduced to a half-bodied state.

Upon seeing the familiar figure arrive, this half-bodied person pulled a rigid smile and said sinisterly, "Hehehe... about three months have passed, right? Each time you come here to conduct a soul search, but every time, you leave with nothing."

Imprisoned in the deepest part of the dungeon was Muhuloka, one of the Eight Tribes of Nalanda Temple. Months ago, Muhuloka and three others poisoned the Dragon Vein in Meng Province with a toxic pollution, and were intercepted by War Beast Sky Slaughter during their departure.

Among the four, two escaped, one died tragically, leaving only Muhuloka, half-crippled, brought before Qing Yu.

"It can't be considered leaving with nothing; every time, I manage to search out something new," Qing Yu said lightly while standing with folded hands.

"But you'll never be able to extract Nalanda Temple's secrets from me, even if it means my death." Muhuloka's laughter was full of pride and sharpness.

Nalanda Temple placed a strong seal in Muhuloka's mind, making it unreachable by even the strongest, attempting it would only lead to Muhuloka's tragic death.

"Hard to tell, but you're quite loyal."

It is difficult to see. Typically, those like Muhuloka, who seem obviously nefarious at first glance, are most characterized by their fear of death.

However, in reality, Muhuloka's toughness completely mismatched his external appearance. Setting aside the other tortures, each soul-search session itself is an exhaustive torment on the brain and primordial spirit. Generally, after just one soul search, a person would either become a fool or simply die.

Yet Muhuloka, having endured seven soul searches to date, experienced tortures akin to hell, hasn't been broken down, his mind still remains sharp, albeit his personality has become more berserk.

"Being selected among the Eight Tribes, my loyalty to my people is evident to the day and moon; thinking you could uncover our secrets through me is downright delusional."

Muhuloka's smile grew more smug, as he stared into Qing Yu's eyes, as if to peer through the mask to observe a look of frustration on Qing Yu's face.

Disappointingly, Qing Yu's eyes remained forever calm as an ancient well, akin to a pool of cold autumn water.

"Understood, you truly will not bow in death."

"That is…"

Before Muhuloka could display his smug face, without notice, Qing Yu, who should have been outside the cell, appeared before him, placing a pale hand on his head, familiar feelings again rushed over his primordial spirit.

Soul search, another soul search begins.

"Useless... I'll never... succumb!" Hua Mo Luo roared with extremes as his sinister face displayed unyielding determination.

Though he cherished life, he wasn't afraid to die.

"I do not need your submission, all I need is — your memory."

Vast divine sense entered Muhuloka's mind with crushing pressure, forcibly digging through his memory. This time, unlike previous seven attempts, the divine sense was particularly abrasive, soon enough unveiling the seal.

Inside Muhuloka's primordial spirit, a phantom firmly guarded and suppressed all external evil.

Fantian, it was the name of the owner of this phantom. Through various soul searches, Qing Yu harvested small bits of awareness each time.

It was through these scraps of awareness that Qing Yu came to know the image of current Nalanda Temple's Dual Heaven. Fantian and Mie Tian, Nalanda Temple's Dual Heaven, fully refined two of the Three-faced God's divine artifacts, are the strongest.

Previously, witnessing the phantom's revelation would have Qing Yu retreat temporarily, yet this time, his vigorous divine sense deliberately became unrestrained, breaching the phantom and delving deeper into consciousness.

If it were Fantian himself present, Qing Yu undoubtedly couldn't break the seal so easily, but Fantian merely left a phantom behind, trying to deter Qing Yu was simply impossible.

Once the seal shattered, however, Muhuloka started to collapse, primordial spirit dissipated rapidly into nothingness.

"Seeking death isn't as easy as you think. Blood Vault."

Intense blood light emitted from the hand placed on Muhuloka's head, life-creating primordial energy continually flowed into Muhuloka's body from Qing Yu's palm, life-creating force forcibly stabilized the collapsing primordial spirit.

After absorbing the Nine Pillar Heavenly Crystal completely, Qing Yu's Blood Vault reached an advanced state, where even a lifeless corpse could be artificially revived for a brief moment before dying.

"Ahhhhh—"

Seal broken, dissipated primordial spirit forcibly gathered again, realizing what's happening, Muhuloka let out an exceptionally enraged howl.

That was all he could do, however, as his power being restrained by arrays and Forbidden Element Lock, even the recovery ability of a Divinity Realm expert was suppressed, his destroyed lower body showed no sign of recovery.

Even without these seals, Muhuloka's strength couldn't possibly escape Qing Yu's grasp.

Not long was he kept waiting, only a few breaths, Qing Yu extracted all his memories. Disregarding irrelevant parts, Qing Yu came to understand Nalanda Temple's and Peacock Remnant's current state and plans.

"Boom—"

Releasing the hand, leaving Muhuloka's half-body to slump to the ground.

"I see, refining Vishnu's divine artifact Naluo Yan Divine Mallet, huh? You truly brought me good news."

Satisfied sounds reached his ears, Muhuloka's last sight was the dark gold figure's departure, then he fell into a silence of death.

Blood Vault forcibly gathered Muhuloka's primordial spirit, but once the power withdrew, death was inevitable, Qing Yu had no intention of saving him.

As he walked through the dungeon's passageway, Qing Yu's mind still lingered on the information obtained from the soul search.

Two of Three-faced God's divine artifacts have been refined, with the remaining one being refined by Heavenly Lord Indra. Lacking a necessary factor, Indra has yet to successfully refine Naluo Yan Divine Mallet.

This necessary factor is the blood sacrifice of authentic Buddhist monks. Nalanda Temple plans to use the blood of Central Plains Buddhist monks as offerings, soon Indra will relocate to the Central Plains, using the blood of thousands of Buddhas to cleanse Naluo Yan Divine Mallet, gaining its inherent power.

Indra, like previous auspicious days, has nearly reached the strongest realm, even stronger than auspicious days.

If he acquires Naluo Yan Divine Mallet's power, Indra would surely step into a new realm.

Qing Yu's current intentions, however, are to provide Nalanda Temple's plan some assistance.

Lately, the unification trend of Buddhism has formed, Great Zen Temple's Shi Jue leading various experts had visited Buddhist Temples across the Central Plains, paving the groundwork for Buddhist unity.

The success of fieriness is nearly realized, yet before it burns entirely, Qing Yu plans to douse it with a cold water basin.

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