Xuanmiao Sect, inner mountain, Black Cliff.
Outside the desolate Black Cliff.
A tall man wearing a golden wolf mask flickered in and out of sight as he walked slowly over from afar.
He followed the winding mountain path at an unhurried pace, his movements composed.
This empty Black Cliff seemed incomparably familiar in his eyes. Like his own home—he could find the way in and out even with his eyes closed.
And there was more than that. Four burly, powerful monks draped in black kasayas followed behind him.
The leader was none other than Dinyan Buddha Lord, six meters tall and built like a mountain of flesh.
What was quite remarkable was that despite their enormous weight, Dinyan Buddha Lord and the other three could move swiftly along the mountain path without making the slightest sound.
Like ants crawling, silent and soundless.
There were only five of them. No one else.
This was the blessed land of the Xuanmiao Sect. If not for quite a few insiders secretly opening holes in its defenses,
they would never have been able to infiltrate so easily.
The Xuanmiao Sect's greatest protection was the star array at the core of this blessed land.
As long as they destroyed the core of the blessed land's star array on Black Cliff, the outer formation would collapse without being attacked.
That was why the wolf-masked man and the four Buddha Lords, including Dinyan Buddha Lord, had infiltrated this place.
"Black Cliff lies ahead." The wolf-masked man suddenly stopped.
Ahead was a stretch of deep, pitch-black fog.
This was the inner scene of the inner mountain. Within the mist, twisted serpentine outlines that seemed alive could vaguely be seen constantly swimming about.
It looked mysterious and strange.
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