On Mount Sumeru, Jieyin and Zhunti were also frightened by the commotion these Greater Demons had stirred up.
Especially when they saw the terrifying Golden Crow phantom outside the Sun Star and its utterly indifferent eyes, they shrank back in fear.
"From this day onward, no disciple of Mount Sumeru is to leave the mountain!"
As soon as Jieyin finished speaking, he beckoned, and the Twelfth-Rank Merit Golden Lotus appeared above Mount Sumeru. Golden barriers wreathed in boundless Buddhist light emerged around the mountain.
Hum!
The next moment, Mount Sumeru merged with the surrounding heaven and earth, gradually fading until it vanished entirely from the Western Land.
Now that Daochen had taken command of the Demon Race and received the blessing of its immense fortune, Jieyin and Zhunti really were afraid he would come looking for trouble with them whenever he had nothing better to do.
They simply moved their Cave Abode into the void to keep Daochen from coming to beat down their door.
The two of them were genuinely terrified of Daochen now. After he had tricked them twice, their fear had only grown worse.
With the tribulation approaching and Daochen taking command of the Demon Race, who knew what earth-shaking upheaval would erupt in the end?
They might as well hide as far away as they could!
"Why have the two Sages' sacred grounds disappeared?"
When Mount Sumeru vanished, the Western Land cultivators still on their way there to pay homage were startled as well.
But with their cultivation, they could rack their brains all they liked and still never understand why.
"To think Daochen took command of the Demon Race after all."
Inside Pangu Hall on Mount Buzhou, Dijiang sighed softly, gazing at the towering Golden Crow phantom with a complicated expression.
"Eldest Brother, should I