Western Niuhe Continent, atop Spiritual Mountain.
Luju Palace was shrouded in a dim layer of Buddhist light. The once-holy, dazzling sea of golden lotus clouds had dwindled to nothing but a gray mist, and even the air was thick with decay and resentment.
Jieyin and Zhunti sat side by side beside the Eight-Treasure Merit Pool. Their faces were pale, the Buddhist light around them dim, and their aura of sagehood nearly vanished. Only the Bodhi Seed between their brows and the faint image of the Twelve-grade Lotus Platform still flickered softly, proving their status as sages.
Ever since Lin Yue had subdued Western Niuhe Continent, and they had lost many of their trusted followers and remaining forces in the River of Time, the Western Teachings had retreated entirely to Spiritual Mountain, no longer daring to set foot beyond Western Niuhe Continent.
"Senior Brother, Lin Yue has become a Flawless Sage, Pangu has recovered to the early stage of sagehood, Su Qingyan has newly become a sage, and the entire Wu Clan has submitted. Yue Sheng Palace now far surpasses the Three Pure Ones in power and has become the greatest force in the Primordial Wilderness." Zhunti's voice was hoarse, his eyes full of hatred and resentment. "When have the Western Teachings ever suffered such humiliation?"
Jieyin kept his eyes closed and his palms pressed together, murmuring prayers. As he chanted, the faint Buddhist light around him slowly circulated, nourishing his damaged foundation. Hearing Zhunti's words, he slowly opened his eyes. A trace of weariness showed in them, along with a hint of ruthlessness. "Junior Brother, times have changed. Lin Yue is now a Flawless Sage, and Pangu is the Heaven Opening Progenitor. Even the two of us together are no match for them. Our retreat to Spiritual Mountain isn't cowardice,