"Great Lingyin Temple stood atop Spirit Tone Treasure Mountain at the Western Extremity of Xijue Hezhou Continent. To reach its gates, one had to climb 999,999 stone steps."
"And Great Lingyin Temple's rules were exceedingly strict. Even arhats and bodhisattvas of the Pure Yang Realm could not easily descend the mountain unless they had earned his trust, let alone leave the temple."
"That good brother of yours, Azure Dragon, happened to be someone he did not trust. So although Azure Dragon had been granted the rightful attainment of a bodhisattva, he could only remain at Great Lingyin Temple."
Across the Vast Sea Yellow Sands, Scarlet Dragon, in the guise of a middle-aged man, trod the yellow sand toward the towering temple at the Western Extremity. At his ear, Wujue explained Great Lingyin Temple's rules and how Azure Dragon had been faring.
"If Azure Dragon isn't trusted and is confined within Great Lingyin Temple, what use is it to seek him out?"
Scarlet Dragon's question came out in a low voice. He had always doubted this alliance of failures—Demon Buddha Wujue, Buddha Emperor Zizai, Profound Lord Zizai, and the rest. They had already failed once during the Xuanmen Great Calamity. Demon Buddha Wujue, Heavenly Evil Ancestor, and others had been led to their deaths by Profound Lord Zizai. How could Demon Buddha Wujue turn around and dare work with Profound Lord Zizai again, even hoping to contend with the Buddha during the Buddhist Calamity?
Was he really not afraid that Profound Lord Zizai, notorious for having no credibility, would lead him to ruin again?
Wujue had no idea what Scarlet Dragon was thinking. At his question, Wujue smiled. "One Azure Dragon certainly isn't enough. But do you know how many Pure Yang cultivators of the Zhen Generation there are in Great