Lu Xiaotian and his Lotus Avatar made no attempt to conceal their auras. Before long, a figure approached from afar. It was Mingyi, riding the clouds.
"Amitabha. Pill King Lu, you have traveled the lands for nearly a thousand years and only just returned. I imagine you must have gained much," Mingyi said, pressing his palms together.
"I have gained some insights. I need to borrow a place from your Buddhist Sect. Withdraw those juniors so they won't be caught in the aftermath," Lu Xiaotian said, making no effort to stand on ceremony with Mingyi.
"Very well. Please give this poor monk some time," Mingyi said with a nod. Lu Xiaotian had traveled alone through the perilous territories of the various races, and to this day, Mingyi had yet to hear of him clashing with any Mahayana old monster from another race. That alone was enough to show the extent of the deterrence Lu Xiaotian commanded among the various races. Aside from Lu Xiaotian, no cultivator of any other race could travel unhindered through the lands of the various races with such ease.
The fact that Lu Xiaotian had searched for Xiang Qingcheng and the others for nearly a thousand years was enough to show how important Xiang Qingcheng, Dongfang Yi, and the others were to him. Since Lu Xiaotian wanted to borrow a place from the Buddhist Sect, Mingyi naturally understood that this was merely a polite expression.
Mingyi did as requested and withdrew the Buddhist Sect's low-level monks from the surrounding area, but he stayed behind to watch Lu Xiaotian cast his spell. To other cultivators, any opportunity to witness Lu Xiaotian take action was exceedingly precious.
Lu Xiaotian had no intention of driving Mingyi away either. Kong'e had also fallen into that strange space, and with the