Spirituality

The three short words—Chapter 178: Spirituality—made heaven and earth fall silent.

Everyone looked up at Old Daoist Baishan, only feeling that the aged face was filled with an indescribable domineering air.

He smiled brightly, but his eyes carried a sense of looking down from above.

As if he were saying, you are not worthy to walk with me.

Treasure Tree Buddha's expression gradually calmed, without the slightest ripple, but everyone could feel it.

He was angry.

Old Daoist Baishan had broken through his defenses with just three short words. He had imagined every possible reason Old Daoist Baishan might refuse, but he had never imagined one so simple and brutal. In his view, no matter what matter or contradiction there was, none of it could compare to the opportunities of the future.

For figures of their level, merely standing here was a kind of promise. Everything else was nothing more than petty squabbles. Otherwise, he would not have clearly come to form an alliance with Old Daoist Baishan while still deliberately sending over a Heavenly Crane Tree to vent his anger, simply because those things were unimportant.

He felt.

The only reason Old Daoist Baishan had refused him was that he believed he was not strong enough.

After a long while.

He let out a faint, deep sigh. "It seems that after the passing of the years, old friend, your strength has made a great breakthrough?"

Old Daoist Baishan's gaze gradually turned cold.

"What? You want to fight?"

Buddhist chants gradually rang out around Treasure Tree Buddha. As golden light spread, one could vaguely see Arhats and Bodhisattvas softly chanting. Their voices gathered together, gradually becoming a vast and mighty sound. Some warriors with slightly lower cultivation, no one knew when, had their features turn benevolent and kind, actually showing