The Demon King Stole the Village's Fine Sword

"The time has come."

Wu Tian sighed.

Adam opened his eyes as well.

"Would you accompany me to meet Dipankara Buddha, young friend?"

Dipankara Buddha... It seemed this man was about to enter nirvana.

"Alright."

The Taiyi Daluo of this world was roughly on par with the Journey to the West world Adam had previously visited. In terms of cultivation, Adam was far from Dipankara Buddha's equal, but actual magical combat was another matter.

With Wu Tian present, Adam was not worried that Burning Lamp would take him along before departing this world.

A black lotus flashed, enveloping Wu Tian and Adam. Coordinating with the black lotuses within the Three Realms, Wu Tian immediately broke the seal of the Dark Abyss and headed for Dipankara Buddha's Daoist Temple.

"This humble monk, Wu Tian, pays respects to Dipankara Buddha."

After appearing, Wu Tian raised one hand in a palm salute.

"This poor Daoist, Huiming, pays respects to Senior Burning Lamp."

Adam followed behind Wu Tian and gave a Daoist salute, completing the formalities.

Burning Lamp nodded. After sweeping his gaze over Adam, he looked at Wu Tian and sighed.

"You... have finally come."

"Five hundred years ago, I told Tathagata that I would return. Now, five hundred years have passed."

Wu Tian spoke calmly.

With the aid of Mahamayuri Vidyarajni Bodhisattva's power, he had not only escaped the Dark Abyss, but had essentially been reborn, combining Mara and Kinnara's powers into one.

Together with his Primordial Black Lotus, he no longer feared Tathagata at all. Instead, Tathagata should fear him.

Dipankara Buddha heard the confidence in Wu Tian's words.

"It seems you have grown stronger than you were five hundred years ago."

"You are the Lord of All Buddhas. I came here to gain Dipankara Buddha's support and have you help