Confucianism, Shameless!!!

At that moment, Chen Luo, already a thousand li away, sensed wisps of Ancestor Demon power scattering in all directions and falling upon the various nodes of the deathly aura formation. He let out a faint sigh.

The instant the Netherworld passage shattered, the Guardian Bodhisattva in charge, as the formation's principal caster, was immediately located by numerous Ancestor Demons.

Apart from Chen Luo, the other three Guardian Bodhisattvas also revealed their whereabouts.

According to the plan, once the formation contracted, White Lotus Pure Land should have received them and sent them directly into the Netherworld.

But...

Plans never kept pace with change!

They had thought that opening the city gates would welcome carts of grain and silver. Who could have guessed that after opening the gates, they would find a scene of swords, spears, warhorses, and chariots?

At a time like this, who would remember to receive the people who had set up the formation?

What were they supposed to bring them back for—to reward them?

White Lotus Pure Land's plan had been so meticulous, yet it had been utterly ruined. Needless to say, the Guardian Bodhisattva in charge and those few Guardian Bodhisattvas must have defected.

This was an organized, premeditated rebellion!

So who would care about them?

If White Lotus Pure Land had not been under such fierce attack, it would have struck directly already.

Only Chen Luo, after releasing the Netherworld Death Qi held by Jin Yue, immediately used the channels Zhang Zhengdao and Wang Ximeng had left behind in the painting and sped a thousand li away.

Suddenly, Chen Luo heard a furious, mournful roar from the horizon—

"Jin Yue!"

"You traitor!"

"Come out for this seat..."

"Come—"

Unfortunately, before the final word could even leave his mouth, this Great Bodhisattva, who had not yet