"Vine Dao Venerable, you're still alive!"
The mighty figures of the myriad heavens performed their divinations. They could not trace Lin Tian's whereabouts; they knew only that the Chaos Bell had rung and Maitreya Buddha's Good Corpse had met an untimely death.
Beyond the heavens, the Buddhist Sect's two Saints were already seething with shock and fury.
Throughout the Primordial World and beyond, who but the Vine Dao Venerable could leave tracks that even Saints could not divine?
"Junior Brother, I never imagined he had concealed himself so deeply. Unless we eliminate him, our Buddhist Sect is in peril."
After his outburst, Daoist Jieyin's expression became calm.
Daoist Zhunti glanced at him, his face so dark it seemed ready to drip water.
"He appears and vanishes like a ghost, and he cannot die. How can we eliminate him?"
Daoist Jieyin shook his head, wisdom gleaming in his eyes.
"Except for our teacher, no living being can escape the rules of the Primordial World. He may appear and vanish like a ghost, but he must show himself eventually. He may have countless incarnations, but he has only one original self."
"Senior Brother, spare me the rambling. How do we kill him?"
A cold gleam flashed through Daoist Jieyin's eyes as he said gravely, "You must descend into the Primordial World yourself!"
Daoist Zhunti was immediately alarmed. "You want me to defy our teacher's decree? I'll surely lose my Saint Position!"
"Don't worry. I don't mean you should go down in person. Send your Good Corpse, Bodhi. Go to our teacher and ask for a Saint-Falling Pill!"
Daoist Zhunti frowned. "You want me to sacrifice my Good Corpse?"
"Better to sacrifice one Good Corpse than let our entire Buddhist Sect perish."
Daoist Zhunti's expression immediately darkened, but he did not grow angry.