Xituo Commandery.
White Bone Way, Deathless Temple.
The temple's incense offerings had grown increasingly prosperous. All year round, the fragrance of burning clarified butter lingered in the air.
From a perspective invisible to mortals, the temple was wrapped in radiance of every color. It was round on the outside and square within, with Vajra guardian deities patrolling throughout. It was none other than the Wrathful Vajra Kalachakra Mandala's ritual formation.
A mandala was a place of practice.
This Wrathful Vajra Kalachakra Mandala was the Deathless Temple's guardian formation.
The Deathless Temple's main hall.
Beneath the twin White Bone Aspects of Lord Shilintuo, Sangji sat in full lotus, a trace of worry seemingly knit between his brows. "How many years has it been? There still hasn't been a trace of that Outer Dao..."
"Those two fools, Miao Feng and Qingjing, actually got involved in the affairs of the Demons and Demon Race, wasting such a fine opportunity for nothing... Now that Outer Dao has gone into hiding. It seems a Purple Mansion expert has intervened to cover his tracks... I used the fire offering method, yet I still couldn't find a trace."
Without subduing the Outer Dao, he could not complete his destiny and ascend to Dharma King.
With the situation in northern Ancient Shu changing drastically, Sangji naturally grew more and more anxious.
He knew full well that although the temples of the Secret Treasury supported the Esoteric Monks' Eastern Crossing, the various Dharma Kings were unwilling to come in person and instead sent mostly their disciples.
Sangji was the one among those many disciples most likely to ascend to Dharma King.
Once he ascended, he would be able to oversee all Brahma affairs in Ancient Shu. It was power of the greatest magnitude.
Unfortunately... he was stuck at this