Bang, bang, bang, bang... Columns of blood and flesh surged forth, transforming the entire port into an endless purgatory. Yet soon, the corrupted earth sprouted Seven Treasures Bodhi Trees. The chanting of the Buddha reverberated through the skies, interspersed with the frenzied roars of malicious ghosts. The Purgatory Pure Land has descended! "Hehehe, Li Congding, drinking alone is so dull!" "Let’s drink together!!!" Buddha Demon Spirit Power erupted, and wherever it passed, deafening chants echoed, accompanied by bursts of profane and vile curses. The Wine Sword Immortal was momentarily lost, his face still captivated by the aroma of wine. As he tried to retreat to the rice vat, it was already too late. His body felt an inexplicable pressure, gradually breaking free from the bonds of the mortal realm. Unlike the Divine Separation Stage, the Void Refining Stage’s Void Realm could fall into a temporary small world. Li Mo instantly dragged the Wine Sword Immortal into the Purgatory Pure Land. The two vanished from the port. After Li Mo descended into the Purgatory Pure Land, his true body had merged into the Buddha Demon Body. The colossal Buddha Demon Body stood at the center of the Purgatory Pure Land, encircled by countless Buddhas and malicious ghosts passionately chanting its name. The Wine Sword Immortal followed closely behind. A massive head, over three thousand meters tall, had no body. Its limbs were attached directly to the head, and iron hooks dangled bottles of various kinds all over its form. Some of the bottles were semi-transparent, revealing rotting corpses steeped within. "Drink! Drink!! Drink!!!" Although the Wine Sword Immortal was already non-human, he undoubtedly possessed a Void Realm. Its name was [Qu Wine Pitcher]. When two starkly contrasting Void Realms collided, the ground of the Purgatory Pure Land opened up countless tiny holes, spewing forth an overwhelmingly rich aroma of wine. Fine drizzle floated down, and the wine-infused air within the Void Realm became so pungent it was almost unbearable. "The Wine Sword Immortal is in the Existential Realm; the Purgatory Pure Land cannot completely suppress him." Li Mo clasped his eight arms together, as the Qu Wine Pitcher almost tore through the Purgatory Pure Land. If the Wine Sword Immortal were allowed to escape back to the mortal realm, finding him again would be nearly impossible. The Wine Sword Immortal roared hysterically, uttering verses of drinking poetry almost like Li Congding from ten thousand years ago, living true to the name of Wine Immortal. "Endlessly weaving, swift as hares, leaping falcons, neither empty nor full, the pitcher flows freely." The Wine Sword Immortal’s flesh dissolved into fermenting wine yeast as numerous arms sprouted from his form. Li Mo’s lips curled into a smile. "The battle with Karma Seal Mother was truly unsatisfying. Within her Free Buddha Realm, I didn’t even have the strength to resist." "Now’s the chance to test myself against you." The Wine Sword Immortal grew wary. Suppressing his fury, his rationality returned temporarily. His murderous gaze fixated on Li Mo with unrelenting intensity. "The first jar of wine is Daughter Red, brewed in the 75th year of Dali, buried beneath the banyan tree for a century, its aroma rich and lingering." The Wine Sword Immortal discarded his stomach, releasing viscous blood and flesh in a flood. A swampy pool of blood spread across the land. Any Buddha or malicious ghost that came into contact with it melted into pus, merging with the Daughter Red. Li Mo caught a whiff of Daughter Red’s aroma. The Buddha Demon Body emitted a muffled sound as its flesh and bones began mutating into fermenting wine yeast. The Wine Sword Immortal charged forward wildly, the wine-infused air surging like the deadly gusts of sword wind. "Come now, come. Word has it that Li Congding was a master of both wine and sword." "And this humble junior likewise claims dual mastery of wine and sword." The sound of bones colliding rang out. The Buddha Demon Body’s face, once half-Buddha and half-demon, rotated toward its Buddha visage, and a luminous Seven Treasures Buddha Light halo emerged behind its neck. "Buddha Transformation." Li Mo stepped forward. The Blood Sea churned, the ground split open, and the violent force caused the blood-and-flesh pillars to collapse. Millions of malicious ghosts knelt in submission, their hideous expressions replaced with remorse as they began confessing their sins in unison, "The Five Uninterrupted Sins—if done oneself, made others do, or witnessed done with joy—the Ten Unwholesome Paths—if done oneself, made others do, or witnessed done..." The malicious ghosts suddenly saw the light, shedding their sins and transforming into Buddhas one by one. Lotus flowers bloomed from the Blood Sea, supporting the myriad Buddhas. "Hehehe, Void Realms are not equal; this realm is the Purgatory Pure Land." "Even in the Three Pure Heavens, those caught in the Purgatory Pure Land must bow their heads." Li Mo vanished from where he stood, appearing seated cross-legged in mid-air. The Seven Treasures Buddha Light enveloped the Void Realm, resembling the True Buddha described in scriptures. Lotus flowers ascended, and countless Buddhas floated gently toward Li Mo. The Wine Sword Immortal’s eyes bulged wide as wine-laden air swept through, snapping seven to eight thousand Buddhas in half, though they barely represented a fraction of the total. The overpowering wine aura collided invisibly with the Buddha Light. Deafening chaos erupted. The aftershocks were so forceful they caused mountain ranges to collapse and rivers to reverse their flow. The clash between Void Refining Stages in the mortal realm could reshape landscapes spanning tens of thousands of miles with ease. A million Buddhas ascended to the clouds. Each brandished a treasure bottle, their expressions combining three parts sorrow with seven parts wrath. Li Mo hurled the Sun Treasure Bottle into the air, where it transformed into a blazing sun. Instantly, the Blood Sea began to sizzle, and the wine aura rapidly dispersed. "Universal Illumination." The Buddhas raised their treasure bottles, pouring forth Yang Attribute Sword Qi. Li Mo leapt down, using the Yang Attribute Sword Qi to block the encroaching wine aura surrounding the Buddha Demon Body, resembling the legendary invulnerability to all techniques. "You bastard, drinking all the time—don’t you know it’s a sin, Benefactor?!" Li Mo closed the distance to the Wine Sword Immortal, his hand glowing with the [卍] symbol, which he forcefully pressed onto the Immortal’s face. The Wine Sword Immortal staggered backward several steps before steadying himself, the [卍] symbol on his face still radiating Buddha Light. The Wine Sword Immortal’s bottles shattered, spilling limitless wine aura as his arms flailed wildly, stirring winds that merged into sword energy. Li Mo’s eight arms struck with the intensity of a storm from countless angles toward the Wine Sword Immortal. Bang, bang, bang, bang... Follow current novels on 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥 Bolstered by the Sun Sword Qi, the Wine Sword Immortal retreated step by step, his occasional strikes that harmed the Buddha Demon Body proving inconsequential. "Hehehe, I almost feel bad about smashing you to pieces." Li Mo noticed that the Buddha Demon Body seemed to be enhanced by the Great Wilderness Immortal Body, rendering the Daughter Red wine aura ineffective. Before long, the Body might even start to absorb it for replenishment. Of course, he spoke with jest, but his actions remained merciless. The Buddha symbols imprinted onto the Wine Sword Immortal grew increasingly dense. Although Li Mo’s level of conversion paled in comparison to Karma Seal Mother, the negative effects were more than sufficient. The Wine Sword Immortal belched wine, his sword aura sharpening even further. "The second jar of wine is Burning Knife, brewed in the 230th year of Dali, buried in a warehouse for seventy years, its flavor pure and searing, burning throat and heart." The temperature within the Purgatory Pure Land shot up, twisting the wine aura. Li Mo felt exhilarated rather than alarmed. Though Burning Knife corroded the Buddha Demon Body’s flesh, the Great Wilderness Immortal Body benefited immensely, adapting with every breath taken. "Benefactor, are you hungry? Come on, try harder!" Li Mo’s hands exposed raw white bones, yet he showed no signs of retreat. The speed of his strikes escalated to an imperceptible level. He even began using Da Ai Mi Tian, recklessly altering his physical body. Failing to capture wine aura? No problem—add a dozen eyes to his back. Blood Sea infiltrating his body? A minor inconvenience—seal it with cancer cells and casually cut out the meat tumors. Even though Burning Knife interfered somewhat with the Sun Sword Qi’s precision, as long as the Dharma Body wasn’t destroyed, it only grew stronger. Great Wilderness Immortal Body! Truly a synthesis of countless Taoist Bodies. Li Mo completely immersed himself in the thrill of bodily transformation, sensing the increasing resonance between his Immortal Body and Buddha Demon Body. The Wine Sword Immortal’s eyes flickered with a trace of terror. Repeatedly, he sought to escape, but Li Mo’s relentless assault, stemming from self-destructive persistence, left him no room. The blood-threaded Buddha head seemed intent on swallowing him whole. The Wine Sword Immortal abandoned parts of his body, his head taking a blow that left it with a gaping hole. His brain-like chunks of wine yeast lay exposed. He seized the moment and retreated, a wave of wine aura severing three intact arms from Li Mo, leaving the rest damaged and mangled. "The third jar of wine is Bamboo Leaf Green, brewed in the 576th year of Dali, buried in a bamboo grove for 120 years, its hue green and aroma lingering." The Blood Sea evaporated, the wine aura thickening to blind visibility. Li Mo’s heavy breathing betrayed his injuries—his body bore scars of severe damage—yet his aura only grew more terrifying, forcing the Wine Sword Immortal into retreat. "You...will die, Li Congding." Li Mo reached up, twisting his own head. The Buddha visage shut its eyes as the demonic visage awakened. In a torrential downpour, myriad Buddhas severed their own heads, their falling skulls reminiscent of raindrops. Before they struck the ground, the dying Buddhas wept blood-tears, grotesque veins burgeoning from their necks. Blood-and-flesh columns burst forth out of thin air. The Buddha Demon Body grew emaciated, arms regained as skeletal replacements, resembling a starved True Buddha brought to life. The Wine Sword Immortal sensed an unparalleled threat, directing wine aura to slash at Li Mo. The evaporating aura formed a dense fog obscuring Li Mo. Footsteps resounded from afar, drawing nearer. A hunched figure emerged from the haze, head raised. Millions of demonic heads exploded into pulp, unleashing infinite darkness. The Sun Treasure Bottle transformed into the Taiyin Treasure Bottle; the Sword Rain persisted. "The fourth jar of rice wine is brewed in the 893rd year of Great History, buried..." Li Mo denied the Wine Sword Immortal any chance to deploy the rice wine, rushing forward in a grotesque manner, ribcage jutting out. If the Buddha visage represented sanctity, the demonic visage embodied utmost malevolence. Li Mo forced his way through the wine aura, coming within a hundred meters of the Wine Sword Immortal despite his flayed and shredded body. A swarm of malicious ghosts burst from his wounds, sewing flesh with human sinews. Li Mo reached the Wine Sword Immortal’s flank, thrusting his hand into his opponent’s body. His palm split open into a gaping maw, ravenously devouring the Wine Sword Immortal’s flesh while tainting his Externalized Dharma Body with Buddha Demon Spirit Power. The Wine Sword Immortal’s form became riddled with countless eyes as his consciousness spiraled. Li Mo’s merciless fervor only intensified. While enduring the erosion of the wine aura, the Great Wilderness Immortal Body channeled its power to absorb the aura, allowing Li Mo to maneuver ceaselessly around the Wine Sword Immortal. The Wine Sword Immortal unleashed a sword aura slash. Li Mo’s spine snapped, his upper torso bent backward, and his abdomen split open into a bloodied maw. A tongue covered in sharp barbs lashed out, ensnaring the Wine Sword Immortal. The Bamboo Leaf Green wine aura had finally dissipated. Li Mo dragged the Wine Sword Immortal directly into his bloodied maw.