The current point in time was the medieval era. To seek the Dao Fruit, the various Other Shore practitioners had withdrawn from the world. Humanity flourished, a hundred sages emerged together, and there was no shortage of outstanding talents with the potential to reach Legend or Fortune. It truly was a scene of all things striving to bloom, brimming with vitality.
Given time, a few Human Race Other Shore practitioners who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Human Emperor might actually have emerged. Unfortunately, the innately evil Ananda had reversed the refinement of the Tathagata Divine Palm to return to the Other Shore, transformed into the Demon Buddha, destroyed the medieval era, and wiped out every Dao lineage beneath heaven.
"Ananda is a habitual traitor. He betrayed the Heavenly Court, the Demon Lord, the Demon Saint, and the Buddhist Sect in turn-"
On Jade Emperor Mountain, lotuses bloomed. An emperor in flowing robes with broad sleeves held a silver-haired old man by the arm and said indignantly, "If I were the Buddha, I would definitely strike him down and pin him beneath Five-Finger Mountain, with his backside facing out."
The Number Sage, ancestor of the Wang Family, broke into an embarrassed sweat. He could not divine the origins of the man before him-or rather, he had his suspicions, but did not dare pursue them through divination. All he could do was smile apologetically. "You are quite right, my lord."
Jade Emperor Mountain was the site of the Heavenly Court Ruins. When someone wearing the Heavenly Emperor's robes and crown suddenly appeared in a place like this, you might dare ask questions, but he, Wang Dao the Number Sage, did not dare answer.
Bi Jingxuan and Meng Qi shuddered. Wasn't the person who appeared here supposed to be Demon Master