There was no need to think too hard about it. For a Heavenly Human expert, the Divine Demon Dao Fruit and the chance to transcend as a Supreme were their greatest yearning and pursuit. All else—familial love, friendship, romance, worldly wealth and glory, fame and profit, even grudges—were but passing clouds to such a powerhouse.
Since ancient times, it had been said that even Gods and Devils had days when their lives ran out, yet they already lived nearly as long as heaven and earth. Only by transcending could one truly reach the realm of eternity. This was a temptation no martial artist who had reached the Heavenly Human realm of Martial Dao Cultivation could refuse.
The Heavenly Emperor Shaohao and the Human Emperor Yu were outstanding even among Supremes, and both had been formidable figures who transcended beyond.
With such an opportunity to inherit their legacy and teachings, how could anyone remain unmoved?
The middle-aged monk swept his sharp gaze over Beitang Xing. Clearly, he had already seen through the prince's little schemes, yet he said nothing. The intention to make use of him was obvious, but he had never expected much to begin with.
He said,
"Good. Show me the way, and let your master meet this Lord of the Northern Meng Dragon King!"
As his voice fell, the middle-aged monk swept out his large hand. A vast force settled around Beitang Xing and Old Daoist Liu, making their bodies feel weightless and unsupported, as though any casual gust of wind could blow them away.
The next moment, the two rose from the ground and soared into the sky with the middle-aged monk. An auspicious cloud radiating Buddhist light enveloped all three of them. They had already reached the realm of immortal Buddhas among men.
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