To be fair, Sky Soaring had been slightly startled.
But that slight surprise did not show on his face, and it quickly subsided. With his knowledge, there was no way he could fail to recognize what this was.
Sky Soaring narrowed his eyes and stared intently at the aged soul suffused with Buddha Light before him. The soul itself was definitely not the "Guangming" it claimed to be. Rather, someone had borrowed the body of a soul, taken a shortcut, and sought to converse in the Real World with him, who was in the Netherworld.
And as far as he knew,
There were only two kinds of people in the world who could accomplish this. One was naturally the World-Honored One of Pure Land; the other was a Buddha's Son whom the World Honored One had bestowed with authority.
Yet the World Honored One could not possibly be interested in me.
Sky Soaring was absolutely certain of that. He knew full well that at the Nascent Soul level, the only thing capable of drawing the Dao Lords into action was something connected to Heaven and Earth.
And what he sought was the Netherworld.
Thus, strictly speaking, he had no fundamental conflict with the four Dao Lords. So long as he did not cross the red line, no one would make a move against him.
In that case—
Has the World Honored One sent down another Buddha's Son to mingle with the Lower Cultivators?
Sky Soaring was not surprised by this either. It had happened before; it was old news. Besides, this opportunity was even better than the last.
The last time the World Honored One sent down a Buddha's Son, the True Lords were still alive. Though they did not dare obstruct him too much out of respect for the