"Two devils fighting?"
Upon hearing Mu Qing's words, the Buddhist Son's heart stirred.
Outside, one Buddhist higher-up after another made their move, warping space and unleashing void storms, yet they failed to damage the Barrier in the slightest.
They also noticed the changes in the two people within the arena.
"Their powers are so similar—both black. Could they be from the same race?"
Everyone in the stands wore bewildered expressions.
Master Xuanming and the others exchanged glances. Though the Barrier prevented them from hearing the conversation between the two inside, they could tell that their powers were remarkably similar.
"No! It would be more accurate to say that their powers are exactly the same!"
Master Xuan Yi said gravely.
He frowned, and he more or less understood by now that Long Qing's disguise as a Dragonfolk seemed to have been aimed at Bai Duanhun, who had come from the Heavenly Court!
"So they bear no ill will toward Buddhism? No! If they bore no ill will, there couldn't possibly be such a terrifying expert lurking within Buddhism!"
Master Xuan Yi's mind raced. He discovered that even with the cultivation realm of an upper-level Great Emperor, in this situation, it seemed he could only sit and wait for death!
He could not contact his father, and neither could the other two Realm Lords.
"The Buddha Lord and the three Realm Lords must have been intercepted by the being behind all this. We must act—we cannot sit and wait for death!" Master Xuanming shouted in a low voice.
Among the higher-ups of the three worlds, two masters from each departed to search for the Realm Lords. So long as they found the three Realm Lords, they should be able to learn what exactly had happened.
The remaining Buddhist higher-ups continued employing every