Zhang Yuan said nothing, a cold sneer hanging at the corner of his lips.
Stand guard at Sky Mountain and sweep away all the ghosts of the Nine Serenities? Wasn't that setting himself against the Nether Bureau?
Others might not know, but he knew the Nether Bureau had an old monster hidden away. Perhaps, like Chi Guanguan and Ji Guang, that old monster was also a Great Luo from the Primordial Era or the Elder Era.
If he really listened to Miaole and went to Sky Mountain and the Nether Bureau, it would be no different from going to his death.
Miaole observed Zhang Yuan's expression, still intending to say something more. His emotionless eyes shifted slightly as he detected movement. Slowly rising, he offered a Buddhist salute and said:
"This humble monk will remain in the Boundless Southern Heaven Realm for a while. Bodhisattva, you may consider it at your leisure; there is no need to hurry with your answer. Someone is coming, so this humble monk will take his leave."
With that said,
Miaole's figure dispersed. Where he had just been sitting, the dust barely stirred, and he left no trace-not even karma remained. His methods were truly extraordinary.
"This monk is rather interesting. Presumably, besides the qi sea uniting spirit dao, he also cultivated the Dao Tradition of the Shared-Sorrow Lotus Realm."
Zhang Yuan pondered this as he looked ahead.
Miaole's claim that someone was coming hadn't been wind blowing from an empty cave. Someone really had come to visit him in prison again.
It was strange, when he thought about it. He knew neither the people nor the place in the Great Heng Dynasty, yet barely half a day after being imprisoned, visitors had already come one after another.
"Tap, tap, tap."
Footsteps approached from the