"Alchemy, formations, and cultivation—I've dabbled in all of them. Compared with the original inheritance of the Maha Buddhist Sect, it may not count as complete, but with these foundations, I've already learned enough to carve out my own path in cultivation."
"I see. It hasn't been easy for you to reach where you are today." Shi Xingneng sighed. "My end is now approaching, and I'm afraid I won't be able to remain for much longer. To meet you at this time means that the Maha Buddhist Sect's destiny has yet to run its course."
Lu Xiaotian remained silent, waiting for what he would say next.
"Since you've already come here, have you heard any rumors concerning the Buddhist Sect's fragmented realm?" Shi Xingneng asked.
"I learned part of it from those few ghost demons. I only know that this place may contain a fragmented realm left behind by the Maha Buddhist Sect. It could be another space, or it could be a passage leading to the outside world," Lu Xiaotian said.
"Although the rumors circulating outside are extremely vague, they're indeed not far from the truth. The Buddhist Sect's fragmented realm is here. Back then, to create this fragmented realm and withstand the attacks of the many demons from Luoyang Prison, several ancient Buddhas of the Maha Buddhist Sect paid a heavy price and passed into nirvana one after another. There's no time to lose. Come with me." With that, Shi Xingneng's body began drifting into the distant void.
Lu Xiaotian sized up his surroundings and urged the puppet battle soldier to follow close behind. At this moment, faint Buddhist light flickered around Shi Xingneng.
The Buddhist light around Shi Xingneng carried the ancient aura of the Buddhist Sect. Yet in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, it seemed somewhat strange. The aura