Tathagata arrived in the blink of an eye and stood beside the man in the golden robe at the edge of the Abyss of Darkness.
"We fell short at the last step!"
The golden-robed man spoke with a somewhat grave expression.
The original ultimate goal of the Journey to the West plan had been to draw Wutian out.
This time, the sudden plan had appeared, and Wutian had indeed been lured out, but he had escaped again.
"It seems we still underestimated him too much."
Tathagata shook his head and sighed. "This demon's magic power is no longer beneath this poor monk's."
The golden-robed man turned his head and glanced at Tathagata. "That was what you said last time too."
No matter what, this great tribulation of heaven and earth had arisen because of the Buddhist Sect.
The Buddhist Sect bore an inescapable responsibility.
If the Buddhist Sect had not created such a huge demon back then, this great tribulation of heaven and earth might not have arrived so soon.
For the sake of the Three Realms, he could tolerate Tathagata dragging him in to carry out the Journey to the West plan.
But to be honest, he had been displeased with this monk for a very long time.
Tathagata: "..."
Fine. But the truth was indeed exactly that.
Over these years, he had been cultivating diligently, and his magic power had grown and improved rapidly, but Wutian had not simply been sitting around either!
"Then the matter of obtaining the scriptures... shall it continue?"
Tathagata looked toward the golden-robed man and said, "This poor monk's Tripitaka Scriptures seize the creation of heaven and earth and occupy the mysteries of sun and moon. They possess the power to dispel disasters and resolve calamities. If they spread throughout the Three Realms,