As the three monks appeared, Bu Fengqi frowned and spoke in a low voice.
"Capricorn Buddhist Realm?"
"You three old geezers, do you want to have a fight with me?"
The calm voice rang out, and heaven and earth instantly fell silent. Only that disdainful echo lingered in the air, while every expert present wore an expression of wariness.
Capricorn Buddhist Realm was one of the Western Heaven Domain's superpowers, no weaker in scale than the Sword Burial Sect. The three monks before them were also among the Western Heaven Domain's strongest figures.
Realm Master Moke, Left Protector Mole, and Right Protector Mojue.
Even in the Upperstream, these three were terrifying existences, figures qualified to sit at the same table as Bu Tian.
In midair, Bai Yu stared at the three figures. The Glazed Kasaya worn by the elder in the middle brimmed with terrifying might. There was no need for him to release his aura to know that it was an exceedingly fearsome Emperor-grade weapon.
His long eyebrows looked especially conspicuous against his bald head. Though his entire bearing radiated compassion, with the slightest shift, he could become a world-destroying Heavenly Demon!
Even more terrifying was his cultivation. From Moke, Bai Yu sensed the same pressure he had felt from Bu Tian back then.
The two elders beside him wore gray-white monk robes, their muscles bulging all over. They resembled wrathful Vajras with glaring eyes, and the sharpness they exuded was not the least bit inferior to the Sword Burial Sect's Black-and-White Twin Swords.
The faint yet formidable aura around the three of them was purifying everything nearby. Even the battlefield, originally raging with violence, gradually began to cool.
They merely stood there, yet it felt as though the great Dao of heaven and earth lay within their grasp.