Bai Ze rose into the air and soon spotted the small contingent behind the Devil Race. Though they numbered only a thousand or so, the sacred light they radiated stood in stark contrast to the devils.
Bai Ze was a little surprised. "Hmm? The Buddhist Sect? Is that Bodhisattva Guangli?"
There were still relatively few bodhisattvas in the Buddhist Sect, after all. In particular, although the Eight Classes of Celestial Dragons had been established, their ranks were not yet complete.
Bai Ze and the others paid close attention to such matters. After all, no one could say for certain when the Devil Race might become their enemy. If they failed to gather clear intelligence and something happened, would that not spell enormous trouble?
On Bai Ze's list, Bodhisattva Guangli was a special case.
He was one of the few bodhisattvas in the Buddhist Sect who was pure-hearted and kind.
Step by step, he had slowly cultivated his way to the realm of a bodhisattva. He had spent his entire life practicing Buddhist Dharma, harboring no other desires, pursuing nothing but the Dharma.
"Hmph, so it's you lot!"
Bai Ze was somewhat displeased.
After all, the Buddhist Sect was anything but friendly toward the Human Race.
Were it not for the Buddhist Sect, humanity might have been striding across a unified continent for a long time already.
Unfortunately, with the Buddhist Sect blocking their path, the Human Race had been forced to halt its advance and develop slowly.
Fuxi asked in puzzlement, "Teacher, what happened?"
He looked up at Bai Ze in midair, whose expression kept shifting.
Bai Ze replied, "I've run into an acquaintance. Well, not quite an acquaintance. I know him, but he might not know me."
"Bodhisattva Guangli of the Buddhist Sect is leading a group against the