Xuanling Realm.
Surrounding the half-dead Xuanling Realm Supreme, Precious Lotus Treasury Bodhisattva frowned tightly. The stabbing pain between her brows made it impossible for her to steady her mind.
"What happened?"
"Could this heterodox Jietian still possess some means capable of threatening us?"
"Impossible."
On the other side, Vase Water Moon Bodhisattva decisively shook her head, then hesitated. "Could the Sacred Sect's devils be setting a trap, intending to take this chance to ambush us?"
Precious Lotus Treasury Bodhisattva pondered for a moment upon hearing this, then nodded faintly. "Indeed. This place is Beyond Heaven, after all. If Feixue, Light Concealer, and Qiluo attacked together, I truly would be somewhat outmatched. But it doesn't matter. Before coming here, I already linked myself to the Pure Land. Even if I die, my soul will not scatter into oblivion."
Vase Water Moon Bodhisattva said, "Then I'm relieved."
Precious Pestle Victorious Bodhisattva, on the other side, said, "."
What about me?
As the Pure Land's third Bodhisattva, he had always felt the other two were forming their own little clique. It was clearly a Pure Land of three people, yet he was never even allowed a name.
Fortunately, he had grown used to it. At worst, he could just run faster when trouble came. If necessary, he could directly use the other two Bodhisattvas as shields. In any case, they could revive endlessly; as long as he was careful, he would not die. Surely no one would be so idle as to specifically target him for killing.
With that thought, he quietly retreated several steps.
Only this way could he ensure that if there truly was an ambush, he could flee back to the Pure Land at the fastest speed without fearing for his life.
The other two Bodhisattvas both noticed Precious Pestle