As Zhen Yuanzi's words fell, a bone-chilling aura suddenly spread throughout heaven and earth.
It pierced the void, pierced the laws, and seeped straight into the marrow of every onlooker.
Above Longevity Mountain, the once-peaceful immortal mists and clouds seemed to freeze in that instant, suspended motionless in midair.
The loose cultivators and mighty experts watching from afar felt a chill shoot from the soles of their feet to the crowns of their heads, and shuddered instinctively.
Some unconsciously clenched their fists, some quietly took a few steps back, and others' gazes flickered as unspeakable horror surged in their hearts.
"Good heavens... Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi is serious this time!"
An old cultivator spoke in a low voice, keeping it barely above a whisper, yet unable to conceal his shock.
"Those words were clearly meant for the Buddhist School's two Sages! He's forcing Jieyin and Zhunti to appear in person!"
At these words, everyone nearby nodded, understanding dawning in their eyes.
Indeed.
At this point, although Ksitigarbha, Maitreya, Mahasthamaprapta, and Medicine Tathagata were all personal disciples of the Buddhist School with considerable cultivation, they were ultimately only juniors before Zhen Yuanzi.
Only the two Sages, Jieyin and Zhunti, could truly speak with Zhen Yuanzi as equals.
Zhen Yuanzi's declaration, "Unless you give me an explanation, none of you need leave this place," appeared to warn Ksitigarbha and the other three, but in truth, it challenged the Buddhist School's two Sages from afar.
Toppling the Ginseng Fruit Tree was a grave offense that severed another's foundation.
Your Buddhist School's personal disciples barged into my cultivation grounds and destroyed my spirit root. Do you really intend to send a few juniors to brush the matter aside?
As a dignified ancient mighty expert at the peak of the quasi-saint realm, if he could