The Brahmin Sect, a great tradition that had spread across the Myriad Worlds of the Heavens and flourished for countless ages, became history once and for all today.
Spirit Mountain fell, the Thunderous Sound Temple vanished, the ten thousand Buddhas entered nirvana, and the Pure Land ceased to exist.
Maitreya's failed attempt to reach Da Luo had dragged the entire Brahmin Sect down with him. From that moment on, the concept and existence of Buddha vanished from the Myriad Worlds of the Heavens.
And this was only the beginning—already so brutal.
Where could one find the Dao of Da Luo?
He Heng and the others had witnessed it all, and couldn't help sighing with emotion.
After a moment of silence, the Lord of the World Alliance spoke first. "We have only just descended into the Great Heaven today, and such a major event has already occurred. In my view, we should each settle in first, then pursue our own paths and strive to reach Da Luo."
He Heng and the others all nodded in agreement.
Just as they were about to go their separate ways, Patriarch Mu suddenly stepped in front of He Heng and said indifferently, "He Heng, give her back to me."
He Heng frowned and studied him for a moment before realizing what he meant. He took out the female corpse he had obtained from the Longevity World—the corpse of Nuwa.
"Is this what you want?"
As he gazed at the female corpse, Patriarch Mu's expression, unchanged for countless ages, wavered. Then it returned to its usual calm. He said, "Next time, I will be the first to fight you. I'll take her back myself then."
"Heh. If that's what you want, I'll gladly oblige," He Heng said coldly. He didn't know what relationship Patriarch Mu had