Buddhist Kingdom, Buddhist Capital.
At the summit of the giant Buddhist pagoda, within the relic that radiated light day and night without rest, lay a tranquil and solemn golden space.
Wu Tian, the newly appointed Buddha of the Buddhist Kingdom, sat cross-legged in the void, seated upon a golden lotus platform formed entirely from pure Buddhist power.
His eyes were slightly closed, his expression peaceful. Gentle yet vast Buddhist light flowed around his body, and his aura was harmonious and profound.
Compared to the coronation ceremony half a year ago, he seemed a few shades more composed.
After more than half a year of cultivation, the demonic nature that Su Bai (Lu Jiu) had once helped "temper" remained firmly suppressed in the deepest recesses of his heart.
At this moment, Wu Tian's Buddha nature was pure, his spiritual platform clear. His eyes were filled with serenity and compassion, without the slightest trace of violence.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, he slowly opened those eyes as still as an ancient well. The pale gold pupils reflected the flowing radiance of the relic's inner space.
A familiar yet powerful aura swept past from a distant direction beyond the Buddhist Capital. Though concealed, it was enough for someone at his realm to catch clearly.
"This aura... it is Lu Jiu."
Wu Tian murmured softly. There was no surprise in his tone; instead, it carried the clear understanding of "so he has come after all."
Sure enough, the next instant, a primordial spirit telepathic message rang directly within his sea of consciousness, confirming his guess. The voice belonged to Lu Jiu:
"Old bald donkey, do you still remember our previous agreement? If you have not forgotten, come out and meet me at once."
Wu Tian's expression remained unchanged, but he already understood the other