Heaven's will was high and hard to question; human strength had its limits.
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. Quite the opposite—Fairy Lanzhen had reached this conclusion only after making deductions with an extremely cautious and careful attitude.
First, the news from Buzhou World had spread too quickly and too widely. Almost overnight, it had swept through the myriad heavens and worlds. Everyone knew that Buzhou World's many divine lords had either fallen or been imprisoned, and the whole of Buzhou World was like a fruit that had suddenly lost its hard shell, left for anyone to pluck.
A great chiliocosm that had lost the protection of a Pure Yang, a vast great world that had once ranked among the very best on the Divine Path and stood near the top even when viewed across the heavens—how many heavenly treasures and earthly riches would it contain? How many opportunities?
Second, This was no longer simply a contest between two great Daoist worlds. There were Kunlun World and Cangwu World, which were on good terms with the 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, which had ties to both sides.
A great war that looked ready to engulf the myriad heavens and worlds was about to erupt. In such a calamity sweeping across the heavens, who would dare claim to be invincible in the present age? Who would dare say they could pass through this tribulation unharmed?
Now, the Upper Three Realms cultivators of the myriad heavens and worlds were making all sorts of preparations at any cost,