Qingqiu's imperial palace was still in revolt!
The imperial palace of the Primordial Beginning was the most fortified, with only four openings to break through: east, south, west, and north.
In the east, Sima Yuan led his army against Su A Fo's defenders!
Originally, the battle had reached its end, and Su A Fo had already fallen in battle. There had been no suspense at all. But whether Sima Yuan had simply been unlucky, or Su A Fo's identity in his previous life had been too extraordinary...
It had been so extraordinary that his previous life's destiny could actually influence his present self!
Everyone knew that, generally speaking, the most one could retain from a previous life was one's memories. Yet Su A Fo's former self had even retained his destiny? And not just any destiny, but one of astonishing ferocity.
The moment his destiny emerged, heaven and earth changed. Countless golden Buddhist sigils soared into the sky. The entire area around the imperial palace—no, all of Qingqiu—was instantly shrouded in endless Buddhist sigils. When those vast Buddhist sigils appeared, they shook the entire world of Qingqiu!
The common people all gaped in astonishment. The other three armies suddenly halted as well, and nearly everyone raised their heads to look at the sky.
"What happened? Why is there an Ancestor Immortal? No, an Ancestor Buddha in Qingqiu?" Sima Qing stared up at the sky in shock from another location.
There was not a single Ancestor Immortal in all of Qingqiu, yet an Ancient Immortal absolutely could not emit this aura. Who was the Ancestor Immortal? Friend or foe?
The sky resounded with Brahma Sound, and mixed within it was an extremely solemn phrase: "Amitabha."
Sima Qing looked up at the sky and said to the people beside him, "Amitabha? Isn't