Beneath Mount Sumeru, a golden Buddhist body a hundred thousand zhang tall stood between heaven and earth.
The entire underground space was filled with vast Buddhist Dao radiance, and every inch of the void trembled violently.
Jie Yin and Zhun Ti knelt on the white jade floor, every bone in their bodies creaking under the invisible immense pressure.
They had never imagined that such a terrifying monster was hidden at the deepest level of the Western Continent.
Zhun Ti pressed his forehead against the icy floor tiles, cold sweat beading from the tip of his nose.
The aura emanating from this ancient Buddha was even more suffocating than that Dao Ancestor in Zixiao Palace.
"Honored ancestor, we juniors of the Western Teachings, Jie Yin and Zhun Ti, pay our respects to the supreme ancient Buddha."
Jie Yin lay prostrate on the ground, his voice trembling.
He had lived through countless epochs. Others had always been the ones kneeling before him, yet today, he had no choice but to bow his head and grovel.
Chaos Ancient Buddha lowered his enormous golden eyes, his indifferent gaze falling upon the two ants in the center of the hall.
"Were you the ones who awakened this Buddha?"
The ancient Buddha spoke slowly, his voice sending towering waves surging through the void.
With every word he uttered, a chasm a thousand zhang wide exploded open in the surrounding rock walls.
Zhun Ti swallowed and gathered his courage to respond.
"It was indeed us two juniors."
"When we saw the Western Spiritual Vein withering away, we deliberately ventured deep underground and used Primordial Saint Blood to unseal the seal, allowing you, honored ancestor, to return to the world."
He deliberately portrayed the misfortune of having his blood essence drained dry as the great merit of a