"Guangyun really called it. This battle truly ended with Ye Lin's victory."
Within a great world, a host of Buddhas gathered together, watching the scene before them on the light screen—Ye Lin leading the Qilin Clan army.
They looked at one another. When Guangyun had said that Ye Lin would win, they had thought he was making alarmist claims. Yet Ye Lin had truly won.
"Send him the generous gift we prepared. Let it count as an act of goodwill from our Buddhist Sect."
The Buddha seated at the very top spoke softly. Ye Lin's rise had become an irresistible tide; their Buddhist Sect ought to go with the flow as well.
"So be it."
The Buddhas below bowed their heads in agreement. Ye Lin had defeated Li Changsheng. The tide of destiny now rested upon Ye Lin—Ye Lin was the tide itself.
The tide could not be stopped. Anything that stood in its path would be crushed into dust.
One of the Buddhas turned and departed. He was the one responsible for preparing the gift. He had originally thought it would not be needed, but now, it seemed it truly would be used.
"Alas, this is a supreme treasure of our Buddhist Sect. Senior Brother truly is willing to part with it."
The bald man muttered as he looked at the treasure lotus lamp before him. This was the Twelve-Leaf Treasure Lotus, ranked among the finest Boundless Artifacts. Its importance to them went without saying.
Yet now they were going to hand it over to someone else. Senior Brother truly was generous.
Still, no matter what he thought, he did not dare tamper with it.
He was a half-step Golden Immortal and had experienced more things than most people had eaten salt. Now that Ye Lin was on the