Once everyone learned the truth, Fang Chen's actions stunned them. None had imagined he would dare go alone to Heavenly Buddha City in the Buddhist Kingdom to preach.
To them, what Fang Chen had done was nothing short of courting death.
"Hahaha, Floating Immortal Fellow Daoist is incredible!"
"He really is my hero! He charged alone into the heart of the Buddhist Kingdom to preach. No one has ever done anything like it!"
"The question is whether Floating Immortal Fellow Daoist can make it out of the Buddhist Kingdom alive!"
"Hard to say. He's gone a bit too far this time. He's struck right at the Buddhist Kingdom's nerve center!"
"The Buddhist Kingdom has nowhere left to retreat!"
"Hahaha, now this will be a show! Let's see who has the last laugh, the Buddhist Kingdom or Fang Chen!"
Among the powerful figures of the Barbaric Continent's great factions, some admired Fang Chen's courage. Others thought he had gone too far, as though he were tired of living. Even true Great Emperors of the past had not dared invade the Buddhist Land. For Fang Chen, a mere Quasi-Emperor, to act so brazenly was simply courting death.
By now, more and more people in Heavenly Buddha City were chanting the Myriad Buddhas War Scripture along with Fang Chen.
Above the Buddhist Land, golden Scriptures gathered in ever greater numbers. They piled up across the sky, forming vast golden clouds.
Rumble!
Lightning flashed and thunder roared. Waves of mighty pressure radiated from the golden clouds.
Splash!
Rain began to fall. The drops descending from the golden clouds were gold. When they struck the ground, they neither soaked into the soil nor were absorbed by anything else. Instead, they pooled upon the surface.
The rain grew heavier, from a fine drizzle to a torrential