Lu Yang stepped out of the formation in a single stride, his gaze sweeping imperiously over every True Lord.
The formation shattered, the Buddha Land fell silent, and Precious Pestle Victorious Bodhisattva was dumbfounded. What the hell was this? He had already been trapped deep within the killing formation, yet he could still break free?
This was no trash formation!
The embryonic form of the Earthly Buddha Land, with four True Lords anchoring the formation—one of them even comparable to the Golden Core Middle Stage—and yet a newly advanced True Lord had actually fought his way out?
"Stop him!"
Precious Pestle Victorious Bodhisattva finally changed expression. Seeing Lu Yang already riding a streak of escape light into the distance, he roared and took the lead in pursuit.
Almost at the same time, Lesser Yin Immortal Lord and Treading Flame Immortal Lord made their moves as well.
At first, the two had harbored their own schemes. After all, they came from the Celestial Court and had intended to see whether they could dispose of the two Pure Land Bodhisattvas as well.
But now, the situation had changed.
If they still held anything back, they might truly let this big fish, Lu Yang, slip away. Thus, the two made their decision without hesitation. Their hand seals shifted as they spoke in thunderous voices:
"Kan Yang Jiao Li Immortal Art!"
In an instant, blazing Radiance surged forth. The Yang within Kan rose to Li and transformed into fire; the Yin within Li descended to Kan and transformed into water. Water and fire merged into one.
This image of water and fire was like two enormous hands clapping together from above and below, instantly enclosing Lu Yang within. Solar Cold Water and Lesser Yin Lord Fire emerged at once. The former froze all Myriad