Overseas, the billows surged, waves like a thousand mountains.
"Finally, it was over."
As Guangming Buddha's Son's avatar shattered, the Earthly Buddha Land dimmed. Only then did Hongju and Xiang Ye in the distance breathe a sigh of relief, feeling much more at ease.
Guangming Buddha's Son's pressure had simply been too terrifying. It was not merely because of his connection to the World-Honored One of Pure Land; his own strength was frightening as well. There was probably only one person in the world who could surpass him. Thus, even though he had no interest in them, they still felt as though thorns pricked their backs.
Hongju in particular let out a long breath of stale air.
Xiang Ye was one thing. He had cultivated a Blessed Land long ago. Though he had yet to refine Gold Nature, he at least had the confidence to contend with Guangming Buddha's Son.
But Hongju was different.
His very life was entirely entrusted to Hongyun's Gold Nature, long since set in stone. He possessed no Gold Nature himself, nor could he possibly refine any Blessed Land.
Thus, among those at Foundation Establishment Perfection, he was a blank slate. Relying on his profound techniques, he might have held a slight edge over Tian Qiu—but only slight. To say nothing else, had he been the one who fought Guangming Buddha's Son just now, he would likely have suffered grievous injuries and been forced to flee in disgrace.
"Let us go meet that Daoist Lu."
Xiang Ye took a deep breath and no longer put on any airs. Just as he was about to step forward, a tremendous roar of rushing water suddenly rang out between Heaven and Earth.
"Rumble!"
The sound came from Lu Yang, seated high in the Vault Sky, his entire body shrouded