Heaven's will was high and hard to question; human strength had its moments of exhaustion.
Fairy Lanzhen was certain that even if Jiang Sheng came to Buzhou World, it would be useless. This was not because she was arrogant or conceited. In fact, it was precisely the opposite: Fairy Lanzhen had reached this conclusion only after deducing the matter with an extremely cautious and careful attitude.
First, news of Buzhou World had spread too quickly, and too widely. Almost overnight, it had swept through the myriad heavens and worlds. Everyone knew that among the divine lords of Buzhou World, those who had fallen had fallen, and those who had been imprisoned had been imprisoned. The whole of Buzhou World was like a fruit that had suddenly lost its hard outer shell, left for anyone to pluck.
A Great Thousand World that had lost the protection of Pure Yang; a vast Great Thousand World that had once ranked among the best of the Divine Path, even among the foremost when looking across all the heavens—how many heavenly treasures and earthly riches must it contain, and how many opportunities?
Second, This was no longer simply a contest between two Great Thousand Daoist sects. There was Kunlun World and Cangwu World, which were on good terms with Shanhe Daoist Sect; Xiaoyun World, Huayang World, and Xuanhuang World, which were on good terms with Jiuzhou World; and, added to that, the Divine Path, Buddhism, and the Demon Race, all of which had ties to the two sides.
A great war that looked as if it was about to engulf the myriad heavens and worlds was on the verge of breaking out. In such a calamity sweeping across all the heavens, who would dare say they were invincible in the present age? Who would dare