Once war broke out, Spirit Vine City would also become a battlefield. Leaving no one to defend it would be a foolish decision.
Lin Tian certainly would not make that mistake. If Spirit Vine City had defenders, the Buddhist Sect might not consider attacking it. Without defenders, they would inevitably launch a surprise attack.
The three great deities, the Four Great Demon Saints, Holy Mother Wudang, and Lin Tian led three thousand elite Great Golden Immortals of the Demon Race straight toward the Buddhist Sect's Spirit Mountain.
Yet they encountered no resistance along the way, because Tathagata knew none of those forces could match them. Sending anyone to intercept them would only add needless casualties.
Tathagata had a headache now, too. He had never expected Lin Tian to pull a move like this. Anyone who dared speak of slaying demons and vanquishing fiends now would be condemned by a thousand accusing fingers.
At the very outset of the war, the Buddhist Sect had instantly lost the moral high ground-and lost it utterly.
Lin Tian and the Four Great Demon Saints had earned great merit for the Three Realms at the start of the war. Now that they were continuing their war against the Buddhist Sect, the sect instantly came under a storm of condemnation, assailed by blades and pens alike!
Tathagata looked at everyone below him. All wore grave expressions!
"Once again, our Buddhist Sect has fallen one move short. I failed to anticipate that the Demon Race possessed such a means. This monk has miscalculated. Speak your minds-what are your views?"
Randeng considered for a moment, then said, "Buddha, this monk believes that since they have already taken the initiative to attack, they intend to rise by trampling our Buddhist Sect beneath their feet. Our only choice is to