Above Buddha Hand Peak, Zonge paused, a look of astonishment crossing his face.
The Sea Tribe Princess...
The Deep Sea Palace stood in the central waters of the Endless Marshlands, a place also regarded as the Eastern Extremity of the Divine Continent and recognized by all the Sea Tribe as their sacred land.
Previously, Master Zhichang, the Esoteric Sect Leader, had visualized the Buddhas of the five directions and concluded that the person destined to confront the Western Region Calamity should come from the east.
Then...
Who in the world today fit the description of this so-called "person destined to confront the calamity" better than the Sea Tribe Princess?
Certainly not Lin Mo!
"Your Highness, forgive this humble monk for failing to welcome you from afar. My apologies, my apologies."
After so many years of cultivation, Zonge's Buddhist heart had long become as still as water, yet he could not help showing his delight. "Your Highness has traveled far. Could it be that you have already found a way to resolve the Western Region Calamity?"
"Could Your Highness... share that method with this humble monk?!"
Hai Beier wore an odd expression.
Rather than answer Zonge directly, she pointed at Lin Mo beside her and gave a light huff. "There's no use asking me. Ask him!"
Huh?
Zonge looked utterly surprised, while Liu Xianzong, trapped within his Buddha light, was frantic.
When he had spotted Lin Mo from afar, he had been overjoyed, desperate to greet him-or better yet, rush over and give him a bear hug.
But bound by the Buddha light, he could not move an inch even with all his strength. He was so angry he was practically steaming!
"Senior, what is the meaning of this?"
Lin Mo did not believe Zonge would harm Liu Xianzong, but he