Then the old Daoist's figure vanished completely, dissolving into nothingness.
Ancient Buddha Randeng still did not dare rise. His divine sense swept the area repeatedly, and only after confirming that the old Daoist had left did he lift his head and let out a long breath.
"What terrifying power over time. Completely imperceptible, impossible to guard against!"
Cold sweat broke out on Ancient Buddha Randeng's back.
He flew into the sky and looked toward the Eastern Lands.
Above the plains, a blazing sun had appeared, scorching the entire Primordial Land.
He frowned slightly. To think Tathagata was being toyed with like this.
If word got out, the Buddhist Sect would become a laughingstock.
But now, none of that mattered.
Although the Buddhist Sect had suffered grievous losses, they had at least erased the Vine Dao Venerable, preserving the sect's dignity and once again proving its strength.
As for the shattered Spirit Mountain, it could be repaired at any time.
The Buddhist disciples who had died could all be resurrected through the Eight-Treasure Merit Pool, so long as their primordial spirits remained.
After all those twists and turns, the unpredictable element had been slain, and the Journey to the West Road could be traveled anew.
What was more, they had become acquainted with a mysterious powerhouse who bore goodwill toward the Buddhist Sect.
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Vine Dao Venerable, you were so arrogant. Who knows which other mighty figures of the Ancient Era you angered? Hopefully, there were plenty."
Ancient Buddha Randeng smiled and immediately flew toward Buddha Tathagata.
Upon approaching, Randeng glanced below. The land lay scorched for a thousand miles, the Primordial Land had become a lake of lava, and every living creature had perished.
This had created a burden of evil karma, but