Lantuo Temple, Master Wuxiang!
When it came to the Buddhist Sect, everyone knew of the Western Heaven Buddhist Domain, as well as renowned great monasteries such as Heavenly Dragon Temple, Guangji Temple, Red Lotus Temple, and Spirit Mountain Temple.
Lantuo Temple could be said to be utterly unknown.
Yet this mysterious temple held an extraordinarily special status within the Buddhist Sect, one not in the least inferior to Spirit Mountain Temple, the sacred land of the Western Heaven Buddhist Domain.
Even though Lantuo consisted of but one monk and one temple.
As a great cultivator at the Golden Core peak, Ninth Uncle naturally knew of Wuxiang.
His gaze at Wang Chen deepened. "So that was it."
Had any other monk claimed that Wang Chen had to leave the Mountain Sea Realm to escape his fatal tribulation, Ninth Uncle would never have believed it.
The Buddhist Sect loved putting on mystifying airs and playing at ghosts and spirits.
But Wuxiang was different.
This golden core great cultivator believed seventy to eighty percent of what Wang Chen had said.
He closed his eyes for a moment, as though recalling something, or perhaps brewing something.
Then he opened them and sighed. "Kid, you must understand: the Upper Realm is not the immortal realm you imagine it to be."
Wang Chen answered respectfully, "This junior wishes to hear the details."
Ninth Uncle nodded.
At first, what this Golden Core True Person of the Yin family said about the Upper Realm was largely the same as what Wang Chen already knew.
For instance, there were three main routes to the Upper Realm.
Wang Chen already knew all of these.
But Ninth Uncle clearly possessed more insider knowledge, and more secret knowledge at that.
"With your current cultivation, it is impossible for you to ascend to