What Belongs to the Journey to the West Goes to the Journey to the West; What Belongs to the Demon Race Goes to Spirit Vine

Guang Chengzi sighed and said, "Master, let us go to the battlefield at Spirit Mountain and help the Demon Race!"

"But, Teacher, how can you go help these demons?"

Xuan Yuan truly panicked. Zhuanxu and Emperor Shun had only just left and had already arrived at the battlefield, giving the Buddhist Sect the upper hand.

If these men went too, the Buddhist Sect would inevitably fall back into a disadvantage.

"Alas, our teacher's orders cannot be disobeyed. Xuan Yuan, withdraw."

"Alas!"

Xuan Yuan sighed. More streaks of light were flying toward Spirit Mountain through the sky, almost all of them reinforcements. The Buddhist Sect's defeat was already inevitable!

This time, the timing, terrain, and support were all on the Demon Race's side. The Buddhist Sect was being led entirely by the nose.

It was not that Tathagata was incapable, but that so many things lay beyond anything he could imagine. This was an attack from a higher dimension.

First, Tathagata had never imagined that Lin Tian would directly release spiritual energy. Second, he had never imagined that Lin Tian knew the Buddhist Sect's most closely guarded secrets.

It was a chain of interlocking moves that pushed the Buddhist Sect straight into the teeth of the storm.

Even someone as intelligent as Tathagata could not have foreseen it. After all, Lin Tian also had memories of the future.

Knowing how the greater course of events would unfold, if he could not toy with Tathagata in the palm of his hand, he would not deserve to be called a transmigrator.

Fuxi also said, "Let us go, imperial brother. We all know you sincerely wish to revive the Human Race, but nothing more can be done! We understand your intentions. You cannot provoke opposition from the Three Realms again over something futile!"

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