In the Flat Peach Forest of the Kunlun Secret Realm.
A long-haired man sat cross-legged in midair. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance.
"I never expected one of the Buddhist School's trump cards to be used now. That saves me a good deal of trouble. Chen Fangqing truly does surprise me from time to time. But if Great Hua Mountain is drawn into this and the Immortal Dao's strength suffers, that would be regrettable. I should keep an eye on matters and lend a hand at the crucial moment, so Great Hua Mountain is spared the trouble..."
With that thought, he flicked a finger. A wisp of intent turned into emerald light, streaked across the Secret Realm, and vanished into the void.
"I wonder whether Chen Fangqing can surprise me again and buy a little more time. Better yet, he might draw everyone's attention to the Fortune-Suppressing Formation."
A faint radiance descended upon this isolated world.
Mountain ranges spread out, rising from nothing into rolling, unbroken ridges.
Dense forests covered the mountains, fields crisscrossed the land beyond them, and temples rose one after another amid it all, sending out the sounds of bells and chanting.
Fields divided by narrow paths sprang up on both sides of the mountains like bamboo shoots after rain.
In an instant, the entire world had changed!
At the sight, Dugu Xin fled without a word. But there was no escaping. After only a few steps, he found himself in a Bamboo Grove, surrounded by the sound of chanting.
The two from the Sword Sect and the Meng brothers likewise moved to flee at once, only to find themselves inside two temples after a few steps.
Lingya, Ling Mei, Zhang Jingbei, and Dianyunzi remained beside Chen Cuo. Yet as they watched the