"Go back?" Meng Qi replied telepathically, feigning confusion.
Could Zhuo Biting know that he came from the future?
After everything he had been through, Meng Qi was no longer the sort to let his secrets slip just because someone said something offhand. Who knew what Zhuo Biting meant by "go back"? Returning to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, to the Old Mother's embrace—that counted as going back too!
So Zhuo Biting's words might simply have been an attempt to preach and recruit a Dharmakaya who had yet to pledge allegiance to any faction. There was no need to panic.
But then he thought of Wusheng Laomu, who stood behind Zhuo Biting—the Golden Emperor, one of the Five Emperors of Antiquity, and possibly a mighty figure from the Other Shore. Suddenly, he felt it might not be so simple.
Zhuo Biting slowed her steps and passed Meng Qi. The voice she sent over carried unmistakable piety and reverence. "You came here because you were caught in the shockwave when the Azure Emperor and the core of the Eastern Emperor Bell collided. The Old Mother awoke a little as well, and descended with a fraction of her divine might to help the latter. How could she not know what happened to you?"
The Azure Emperor and the core of the Eastern Emperor Bell had collided? Wusheng Laomu had intervened? Meng Qi suddenly understood. He remembered the divine light descending from the heavens just before the azure light had put him to sleep, surrounded by the power of vows. It had seemed as though the gates of an immortal realm had opened.
So that had been the power of Wusheng Laomu!
And the bell he had heard at the beginning had come from the core of the Eastern Emperor Bell, which had