At Mount Sumeru Sacred Land, a plain-clothed figure climbed the Stairway to Heaven, bowing once with every step, kowtowing once with every step. His black hair was stained red as he prayed to Buddha with utmost devotion.
Not far away, King Qi appeared. Her hair was bound high beneath a crown, her features refined and handsome, and dressed in men's attire, she exuded an imposing royal bearing.
A legend of Spirit Void, a Mortal Marquis who had cultivated into a supreme ruler of one domain, renowned throughout the world.
"Everyone, Mount Sumeru Sacred Land is a place of Buddhist purity. You are pressing so aggressively—it seems you have gone a little too far."
Lin Yuzhen looked at the five Venerables before her and spoke calmly.
"Does King Qi also intend to wade into these muddy waters?" the Green-robed Middle-aged Man said coldly.
"Muddy waters? You are not qualified to call them that."
Lin Yuzhen opened the folding fan in her hand and smiled indifferently.
"Arrogant!"
The white-clothed man's expression turned cold. His figure flashed, and he raised a hand to seize her throat.
Lin Yuzhen sneered. Her folding fan snapped shut, and Condensing Essence gathered in her slender hand as she met the attack head-on.
With a thunderous bang, their palm forces collided. Mountains shattered and heaven shook. Upon the Buddhist mountain, golden light flared brilliantly and continuously contracted, forcibly suppressing the aftermath of their battle.
Seeing this, a flicker of surprise passed through Lin Yuzhen's eyes. This ten-thousand-year Buddhist sacred land truly possessed extraordinary qualities.
Opposite her, after that single palm strike, the white-clothed man retreated several steps before steadying himself.
Surging blood energy flooded his meridians. The white-clothed man forcefully suppressed the raging true qi within his body, stared at King Qi before him, and his expression darkened.