To the Great Black Heavenly Buddha Mother Bodhisattva at this moment, doubt brought neither anxiety nor confusion or any other negative emotion, but an opportunity to broaden her thinking. Especially when the other party's actions had been so brazen, practically declaring their existence through the crudest and most wanton means.
Even if this was the customary style of sword cultivators, how could the Great Black Heavenly Buddha Mother Bodhisattva fail to perceive the hidden intricacies when she considered the changes before and after?
A prisoner already stripped of freedom and bound by who knew how many restraints had entered the water world, where her control over the tripartite void was strongest, and she had not detected him until the situation underwent a drastic change. Without the cover of some special power, how could that have been possible?
At this point, the Great Black Heavenly Buddha Mother Bodhisattva's mood was astonishingly tranquil, as natural as welcoming falling rain beneath a sky long shrouded in gloom.
She made no targeted move in response to the changes in the water world. She merely sent forth a calm, lucid thought through the Realm of Truth:
"Fellow Daoist Rakshasa, what is the meaning of this?"
The Rakshasa Ghost King's reply was equally calm and mild, yet wholly unlike her usual bearing. "My friend Black Heaven, Three Realms Heaven Connection is like an arrow drawn upon the bowstring—it must be loosed. And opportunity must not be missed, for once lost, it will never return. If matters proceed in order, in what year or month will you ever enjoy the honor of being the 'common sovereign of men and gods'?
"Not to mention that, a year or so from now, the more than twenty Earth Immortals of the Eight Sceneries Palace will all return. If we cannot