Feeling the many Buddhist lights whistling over their heads, Chen Luo and Zhao Gongming exchanged a glance and squeezed into the crowd.
"Those are all Lotus Platform Bodhisattvas..." Zhao Gongming transmitted. "Looks like the Buddha hasn't made a move yet."
Chen Luo nodded lightly. "We still need to leave as soon as possible."
Zhao Gongming's expression was solemn as he said softly, "When matters are urgent, take them slowly; when matters are slow, handle them smoothly."
"I know." Chen Luo answered, then glanced at Zhao Gongming.
He had indeed become more mature after becoming the God of Wealth. He could even say something like that now.
Was escaping from a Middle Thousand World difficult?
If it were a shattered Middle Thousand World like Xuantai Pingyu Heaven, naturally not. As long as one flew high enough and fast enough, one could escape beyond the heavens.
But what if the master of this Middle Thousand World were still alive?
Then one had to put in some thought.
First, theoretically speaking, a Middle Thousand World was the Small Universe of a Creation Realm expert. If one had the means to conceal oneself, it would still take a Creation Realm expert some time to search for one. But if one wanted to escape, one would become extremely conspicuous to Creation.
Second, even if one were lucky enough to break out of the Middle Thousand World, once locked onto by a Creation Realm expert, one would surely face a relentless pursuit afterward.
Without resolving these two problems, Chen Luo and Zhao Gongming were actually safer staying in this world for the time being.
As they walked through the city, Chen Luo quietly observed the local customs and atmosphere.
The language here was very similar to the language of the Ancestral Land, but when he