Unpredictable Outer Void.
Several hazy phantoms stared grimly through a majestic barrier like Gray Mist at the great bubble below, where "ill fortune" boiled and surged.
"Just as expected, this place is attempting to revive!"
"But those three have already transformed themselves into Immeasurable Calamity Force. What power does this Mayfly Land still possess to protect itself?"
"They must have left Saint statuses inside. Heh, there are three of them. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water..."
As these hazy phantoms discussed matters, one majestic figure after another arrived impatiently.
Among them were "Bodhisattvas" with a thousand arms faintly propping up the heavens behind them, "Buddhas" seated upon Nine-Ranked Lotus Platforms, Daoist-looking beings holding divine pearls in their palms, and dark-robed figures standing amid cosmic black holes that constantly formed and perished...
In but a thought, thirteen Outside Void Existences, some solid and some illusory, stood gathered here.
Every one of them stared fixedly at the murky great bubble beneath the protection of the ruined remains, like tigers starved for ages eyeing delicious prey!
At this moment, the indistinct-faced "Buddha" seated on the Nine-Ranked Lotus Platform let out a Sanskrit chant and spoke first:
"Everyone, there must be a living being in the Three Pure Ones Great Cosmos on the verge of entering the Quasi-Saint realm. Otherwise, it would be impossible to cause such a great commotion! Yet it is ultimately no more than a Mayfly Land. With too many monks and too little porridge, we might as well follow the old rules!
Someone in this place is about to enter the Quasi-Saint realm. Now that the Calamity Force layer is rapidly weakening, it can no longer provide complete protection. Before long, flaws will surely be exposed.
When that time comes, we can join forces to pin down those