Feng Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Mu Li, his expression turning exceedingly grim.
When he had brought Mu Li back to Central River Continent from Southern Bright Continent, he had originally intended to control Mu Li and turn him into a formation puppet under his command. After all, the physical strength of someone who possessed Buddha's True Scripture was truly terrifying. Given enough time, Mu Li would become an unparalleled formation master on Central River Continent.
However, all of that had been changed by the Origin Sect's sect master.
Not long after returning to the Origin Sect, Zhang Lin, the sect master, had happened to encounter Mu Li. Upon discovering the Buddha Clan bloodline within him, Zhang Lin had been overjoyed and immediately accepted Mu Li as his personal disciple. He had also sealed away all of Mu Li's memories of Southern Bright Continent, turning the boy into the most sought-after figure in the Origin Sect.
Feng Yuan had seen all of this, yet there was nothing he could do to change it. Though he was an elder of the Origin Sect, he could not influence Zhang Lin's decisions. He could only suppress everything in his heart and wait for the right opportunity.
The opening of the Ancient Immortal Realm had become Feng Yuan's final chance. Otherwise, if Mu Li were allowed to continue growing, it would not be long before even all of them joining forces would be no match for him. The terror of the Buddha Clan could not be measured by ordinary standards.
Even having reached this point, Feng Yuan remained extremely cautious and had left himself ample room to retreat. In any case, he was not the only one who wanted Mu Li dead. These three personal disciples of Zhang Lin's had