Dharma combat was on the verge of erupting.
Throughout the boundless, endless expanse, terrifying traces of Dao intent shattered in every direction.
Beneath the vault of heaven and the universe, figures resembling Ancient God-Men freely wielded vast Divine Path power.
An ancient Phoenix with a powerful Bloodline also fell from some void, a slaying Dharma light tightly pursuing it from behind, as though it could annihilate all things.
Even the Nine Immortal Gates saw certain developments.
Not to mention the forces of the other Six Paths—the Four Symbols Spirit Palace, Azure Sea Sword Mountain, Innate Sage Divine Path, Incense Ancient Gods, the Four Lands of the Demonic Path...
Streams of power were all beginning to surge.
Buddha Light covered Western Heaven Continent, where an incomparably massive Buddha Land upon the earth stretched across all directions.
It blocked the figure approaching from the boundless void to the west.
"Benefactor, please halt."
The Buddha wore a compassionate expression. After chanting a Buddhist invocation of Amitabha Buddha, he spoke to dissuade and bar the way.
The newcomer narrowed his eyes, wariness filling the jade-green square pupils.
His voice was icy. "Old monk, you may be powerful, but we are not people you can stop alone!"
The instant his words fell, waves like a sea of blood slowly spread through the void behind him.
A blood-sea figure stood suspended atop every wave.
"As long as the sea of blood does not dry, the Nether Devil shall not die. It seems the Nether Devil Heir has emerged."
In a distant place, someone used the Circular Light Technique to continuously sweep across the locations where ripples of Dao intent had arisen, saying excitedly.
"Quick, quick, quick! Write it down!"
Two figures spoke as some sprite-like creatures flew from books at their sides, the wings behind them