Cloud Sea of Heaven-Reaching, Sacred Fire Cliff.
Just as Multi-Treasure Boy took out the buddha statue, revealed his identity as a Pure Land mole, and recruited the Mystic Iron Sword Master, True Lord Clear Serene Flying Snow raised her delicate brows as well.
The next moment, she looked toward Jiangxi.
"Those bald donkeys want to meddle too?"
Before her words had faded, a Buddha head as large as a mountain rose within the Pure Land. Its eyes seemed carved from colored glaze, and as its lips parted, it uttered a burst of Buddhist chant:
"Not exactly."
A resounding voice echoed through the empty hall. "It is merely that a junior wishes to take advantage of this great war to ferry some fated people to my Pure Land to enjoy its blessings."
"Humph!"
A flash of scarlet passed through True Lord Clear Serene Flying Snow's beautiful eyes, as though she could barely restrain herself. "Fine. I will not concern myself with this person, but you had better stay out of it too."
"If he dies in Jiangbei, do not blame me."
"Amitabha, that is only proper."
The Buddha head smiled faintly. The one he had sent was a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Great Arhat. Unless someone at Foundation Establishment Perfection took action, who could possibly kill him?
Yet every Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator was focused on Golden Seeking. What they feared most was making enemies of True Lords like them. Who would risk offending a Bodhisattva like him just to kill a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Great Arhat? The loss would far outweigh the gain—unless that person had no intention of seeking gold for the rest of his life!
Thus, the Buddha head remained utterly composed.
In his view, True Lord Clear Serene Flying Snow clearly could not withstand the pressure