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Hengyan Mountain erupted into chaos. "What happened? What on earth is going on?"
No one could explain it. One monk hurried into the main hall to report. "This is bad! This is bad! Golden Immortals..."
Inside the hall, accomplished monks sat with solemn expressions. He had never seen many of them before, but the halos behind their heads showed that every one of them was a Golden Immortal no weaker than a Yang Spirit.
Of course, "Golden Immortal" was merely what they were called in this world. The Buddhist Tradition was not strong here, so its members followed the Daoist Tradition's terminology and called those among them who had attained fruition Golden Immortals.
Now dozens of monks filled the hall, Buddha Light shining behind every head. All of them were Golden Immortals.
The monk who had come to deliver the news stared in shock. He had never imagined there could be so many Golden Immortals in the world, much less that they would all be gathered here.
He even forgot the strange events outside entirely and stood wide-eyed before the sight.
The Golden Immortals ignored him. They seemed utterly confident about what was happening outside.
"This is our best opportunity. You all know our world has entered the Nirvana Realm. The Buddha and countless Buddhist Disciples are waiting for you to succeed!"
"Rest assured. We have already contacted the Ancestor of Ultimate Bliss. With us striking from within and without, the Immortals of the Outer Dao in this world will never see it coming... They're bound to suffer!"
As the voice rang out, the whirlpool in the sea grew larger and larger. Enormous