Within the Buddhist Pure Land spanning billions of kalpas, Ananda's phantom suddenly opened his eyes and said calmly:
"Su Meng is going to assault the Other Shore."
Burning Lamp was taken aback, so surprised he nearly blurted out, "He's going to assault the Other Shore? Today? Right now?"
Wasn't this far too sudden, far too unexpected?
Ever since Yang Jian severed Wusheng Laomu's hand reaching into the Nine Abysses, then joined forces with Meng Qi to isolate the Black Heavenly Emperor, Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha had been completely in the dark about what was happening in the Nine Abysses. He had no idea that Meng Qi was carrying a saber on his back and a sword at his side, walking step by step toward the Real Realm.
"Yes." Ananda's phantom answered tersely.
"How could this be?" Burning Lamp's voice brimmed with confusion. "It goes without saying that he has accumulated enough, but the Other Shore Great Figures' positions haven't changed much. Without waiting for the variable and opportunity of Maitreya achieving Dao, what does he have to rely on?"
And he was doing it so openly, as if afraid no one would know!
This wasn't like the time Azure Emperor escaped the Sea of Suffering. Back then, the Other Shore Beings had yet to return, and their ability to interfere was limited!
Could it be that, behind the scenes and beyond his knowledge, certain Other Shore Great Figures had already changed their stance, shifting the situation in Su Meng's favor? Was that why he was so confident, assaulting the Other Shore in the most direct and reckless manner possible?
At the thought, ripples stirred across the Spiritual Platform in Burning Lamp's mind. A panic he hadn't felt in countless years rose within him.
If that were true, not only would