"Previously, Great Emperor Changqing had nearly slain the Dao of Blade Ancestor single-handedly, only to be stopped by the Qiankun Dao Principles. The outcome of this battle remains unknown, yet it concerns the fate of our Buddha Realm," someone sighed.
"Great Emperor Changqing could have left long ago, yet he stood up for our Buddha Realm. He is truly a man of loyalty and righteousness, unparalleled through the ages." Joyful Buddha pressed his palms together in praise.
At this moment, he had completely cast aside all resentment toward Su Changqing, for Su Changqing could clearly have left long ago.
"Great Emperor Changqing has long been the Great Emperor Changqing of our Buddha Realm. Ancient Buddhas call him the foremost in divine powers, while the Tathagata of the Ten Directions praises my divine might."
All the great powers of the Buddha Realm were watching this battle, including Buddha Ancestor Wutian. Only Chan Master Wuchao remained atop Lingyun Crossing.
Dressed in a yellow robe, he watched the battle through his pale golden eyes, resembling those of a novice monk, with a faint smile at the corner of his lips.
"This battle is enough to shake the world. I, too, should become the Lord of the Buddha Realm."
At the end of the world stood a primitive planet, desolate beyond measure, like a dying sun. A figure sat cross-legged upon it, bare-chested and covered in secret sun patterns.
The next moment, he opened his eyes and vanished from the place.
"I, the last imperial son of the Demon Race, would cultivate the Human Race's Dao? Are you dreaming?!"
Lu Ya's eyes were cold as he watched the battlefield, especially Great Emperor Zhenwu. The bone-deep killing intent in his gaze was impossible to conceal.
"Do you think I entered the Buddha Realm to hide