A month later, Fang Chen had repaired the innermost thirty layers of Formation Runes. Under his hand, they had become even stronger than before.
"That's enough. Time is limited, so thirty layers will have to do for now!"
Fang Chen sighed inwardly. Tianyuan Academy would not open the Spatial Passage to the Elf Continent for more than eight months, but he did not want to spend all that time repairing Formation Runes.
He wanted to use the time he had left to lead the Buddhist Cultivators of the Buddhist Land in reciting the Myriad Buddhas War Scripture, gathering a Golden Sea around Tianzhu City.
He left the Demon Suppressing Abyss with Little Crane and returned to Tianzhu City.
Little Crane let the Three Burials Buddha Emperor and the Myna bird out.
"We're back!"
The Three Burials Buddha Emperor gulped down air. Remembering what it had felt like inside the Demon Suppressing Abyss still frightened him. The Demonic Sound there had been far too terrifying.
Fang Chen looked at him. "Master Three Burials, are you all right?"
The Three Burials Buddha Emperor shook his head. "I'm fine!"
"Good. I'm going to begin preaching now!"
Fang Chen spoke to the Three Burials Buddha Emperor.
"All right!"
The Three Burials Buddha Emperor drew a deep breath to steady himself, then followed Fang Chen into the sky above Tianzhu City.
"Amitabha!"
When the Buddhist Cultivators in Tianzhu City saw Fang Chen and the Three Burials Buddha Emperor, they immediately pressed their palms together and bowed slightly to them.
Fang Chen sat cross-legged in the Void and began reciting the Myriad Buddhas War Scripture. Buddha Light appeared around him at once. In the past, that light had remained faint whenever he recited the scripture; even after days of recitation, it had never shone as brightly