"Divine Lord, how should we deal with the Western Wasteland now?"
Within Divine Firmament Hall, Wanshou's expression carried a trace of unease. The heart of the Western Wasteland had already been occupied by the Blissful Buddha Land. Now, Buddhist powerhouses were spreading their teachings in all directions, inflicting a tremendous blow upon the Demon Race of the Western Wasteland.
Gao Xian understood Wanshou's unease. She was not worried about the Demon Race's safety. What concerned her most was Buddha Lord Bliss's boundless divine might. If this continued, the Nine Provinces would sooner or later be swallowed up by Buddha Lord Bliss as well.
Wanshou still possessed unparalleled influence over the Demon Race. If she took the initiative to join Buddha Lord Bliss now, she ought to be able to secure herself a good position.
Taking the initiative to seek refuge and passively surrendering were worlds apart.
"Fellow Daoist, there is no need to worry. The Nine Provinces are as impregnable as gold and iron."
Gao Xian was not saying this carelessly. Jin Yue had gone and vanished without another sound, which showed that Buddha Lord Bliss could do nothing to him.
The Nine Provinces were the heart of the human realm, and the Heavenly Net covered every corner of it.
An unparalleled powerhouse of Buddha Lord Bliss's level would naturally recognize the importance of the Heavenly Net.
The Western Wasteland, however, was different. It had no Heavenly Net covering it, and the Demon Race was scattered throughout its lands.
Now that spiritual qi was so meager, even teleportation formations could barely operate. Cultivators were all confined to very limited areas.
Moreover, preparations had been made in advance to destroy the Demon Race's original beliefs. No matter how great Buddha Lord Bliss's divine powers were, it would be difficult for him