If he wanted to condense a Dharma body, he had to use his will as his heart and his divine arts.
Dharma was the foundation of the soul and was between illusion and corporeal.
The Dharma body was the most suitable for all cultivators.
The Dharma realm was to constantly outline the Dharma that belonged to oneself. When the Dharma realm reached the end, one would ascend to the Immortal realm.
Ascend to immortality, and one’s lifespan equals that of the heavens!
Of course, it was only a description.
The foundation of a Dharma body was to carry divine arts.
However, it was also difficult to condense divine arts into Dharma.
This was due to certain divine arts conflicting with each other. When these conflicting divine arts were incorporated, it could lead to the entire Dharma collapsing because of their opposing nature. This made it quite challenging for it to progress further.
Unless one could find spiritual herbs that specialized in treating Dharma.
Otherwise, if one stayed in the Dharma realm forever, one might even fall from the Dharma realm.
King Mandrill was currently in Dharma Level 9, and divine arts had already been integrated into his Dharma.
Dharma Level 9, Realm Ascension.
This was the explanation of the Dharma realm.
The divine power that King Mandrill had fused into his Dharma body came from the Power of the Mountain God nurtured by his bloodline. Therefore, he called his Dharma body the Mountain God Dharma.
“It’s futile!”
Seeing King Mandrill condense his Dharma, Phantom Lord’s eyes were calm.
“Phantom Horn Curse, go!”
Her tone was cold. She stretched out her pale left hand and placed it on her head.
Shatter!
With a crisp sound, her horn broke.
“Phantom Lord, you’re crazy!”
Seeing her actions, King Mandrill’s expression finally changed again. His originally vigilant expression revealed a hint of fear.
“Come on, let me give you a hand!”
There was a hint of a smile in Phantom Lord’s voice, and this laughter made King Mandrill’s heart turn cold.
The Yin energy, which had surged following the destruction of a significant number of Phantom Horn race members’ horns, appeared to have identified its source and began to revolt.
A trace of evil flashed in the eyes of the ghost face in the sky as if it had intelligence.
However, before King Mandrill could resist, the ghostly face instantly disappeared. When it appeared again, it opened its mouth and swallowed King Mandrill.
It seemed as if King Mandrill had passed through the ghostly face.
“Damn it! It’s so fast!”
King Mandrill’s four-meter-tall body and the Dharma body behind him made it impossible for him to do anything.
Or rather, they could not stop this curse at all.
“Mandrill Guards! Destroy the Phantom Horn race!”
King Mandrill’s gaze fixed upon his chest, where a peculiar mark had appeared. It resembled a face, yet it also bore a resemblance to the Phantom Lord’s visage.
Before he knew it, the curse was planted on him.
“I hope you can stop the curse!”
The corners of Phantom Lord’s lips curled up slightly. It was evident that she was prepared to meet her demise, yet there was a trace of relief in her eyes.
Soon, her body began to radiate light, a consequence of her self-destruction.
Whether it was the origin of their power or their very existence, it was intertwined with the Phantom Horn race.
It could even be said that the horns on their foreheads were their hearts. A moment later, Phantom Lord’s body had completely disappeared as if she had never appeared.
A faint red light silently flew into the distance without attracting attention.
King Mandrill’s expression darkened. He didn’t expect her to shatter her horn than to let him have his wish.
The Mandrill Guards were resisting the Yin energy. When they heard King Mandrill’s words, they controlled the Mountain God’s shadow to envelop the Phantom Horn race.
“Phantom Soul Devouring Array! Burn!”
When Phantom Lord saw the Mandrill Guards starting to charge toward them, she made up her mind and broke the horn on her forehead. She controlled the array, and dark flames instantly enveloped the entire battlefield again.
“Is this a curse?”
King Mandrill’s gaze turned icy. He was displeased with having been deceived by her before. He even ordered the 3,000 Mandrill Guards to swiftly eliminate the Phantom Horn race.
When this curse landed on his body, he felt a foreign object in his body.
Apart from that, it even felt its realm loosening, and the Mountain God Dharma that it condensed also fluctuated.
The power of the curse spread from his chest to his limbs.
“You’re trying to drag me down from the Dharma realm!”
A cold glint flashed through King Mandrill’s pale red and green eyes. The curse had succeeded. The only way to break the curse now was to become an Overlord and use the condensed Destiny Seed to baptize himself.
Otherwise, this curse would be akin to a poison ingrained in its very bones, continually siphoning the power from its body.
The 3,000 Mandrill Guards below condensed the Mountain God’s shadow and relentlessly battled the Phantom Horn race. However, when Phantom Lord eventually ignited the ghostly fire, most of the Mandrill race’s souls were consumed by the spectral flames.
Only corpses that had lost their souls were left.
Kui Yuan’s eyes were filled with fear as he looked behind him.
He almost died in this Phantom Soul Devouring Array.
Further away, Xu Ding hid his aura and swept his gaze across the entire battlefield.
“Mandrill Guards? The Power of the Mountain God wiped out the Phantom Horn race! The Mandrill race won!”
“Not only that but King Mandrill was also cursed by the Phantom Horn race!”