An Yang sprang to his feet, dashed out of the tavern, and shot into the sky!
This tiny Dragon scale was the White Dragon's natural, exclusive communication tool. At the time, he had told the White Dragon that he possessed a secret technique capable of summoning the Victorious Fighting Buddha to act at a critical moment, but only for a brief instant. The White Dragon had therefore given him this scale. Once the scale shattered, it meant the situation had become urgent and he needed to intervene.
Now that the scale had shattered, he naturally dared not linger!
An Yang still planned to fly away from the city on a cloud, switch to an aircraft, ascend vertically into space, then travel through space until he was above the White Dragon and the others.
He feared that the diviner of heavenly secrets from the Eternal Life Demon Palace might calculate that this sudden force had joined the battle, then stop at nothing to intercept him. Generally speaking, space was still safe. Because the gods and Buddhas of this world had taken a different branch in the tree of power systems, they could not yet imagine speeds beyond light.
Almost at the same time, in Southern Jambudvipa, Great Desolate Mountain—
Driven by hunger, the common people had once again become evil ghosts.
Those whose homes had been destroyed by bandits had nothing left to lose. They became bandits themselves and continued destroying other people's homes, creating even more bandits.
Years later, if they were lucky enough to survive, and someone interrogated them—or they calmly examined their own hearts—they would attribute everything to the phrase "forced into it," pushing all the blame onto the times they lived in.
Eventually, after these bandits had looted everything at the foot of the mountain, they turned