The distance between the Blue-Eyed Garuda King and Devil Lord Sackcloth was perhaps only three hundred paces.
Under normal circumstances, no Immortal True Person would ever draw so close.
Such a distance was dangerous to every Immortal True Person. To make an inappropriate comparison, it was like both sides sticking a pistol into the other's mouth, right against the tonsils, and then slowly beginning a conversation.
One could imagine how awkward that would be.
Now, these two stood at precisely such a distance.
At such close range, if Devil Lord Sackcloth's understanding of the Truth-Illusion Method had reached a sufficiently high level, there was simply no way he could conceal himself from Blue-Eyed.
What was more, amid this scene where everyone had knelt in worship of Buddha, he alone stood there, utterly out of place.
"My Buddha is merciful."
The Blue-Eyed Garuda King did not so much as glance at this Devil Sect Immortal True Person. Instead, he focused all his attention on a kneeling figure.
"You have an affinity with my Buddha. Why not take refuge?"
His voice was earnest, without the slightest use of supernatural powers or Dharma force, like the idle chatter of an old man next door.
Yet it made the listener somewhat uncomfortable.
Because those words had been directed at Su Che.
There was no need to say more about his household's affinity with the Buddhist School.
Back in the heartland of Mystic Mountain, he had received Old Lion's Creation and obtained the true meaning of the Scripture of the Future Astral Tribulation, one of the Buddhist School's three fundamental scriptures.
That was an opportunity so immense it could have pierced the heavens.
If Yulizi had not led him into the Yellow Heaven Sect, perhaps he truly might have made something of himself there.
Thus,