Central Province, Great Thunderclap Temple-Great Hero Hall.
The Buddhas had gathered once again.
Only this time, the atmosphere was far less gentle than it had been at first.
A silent pressure filled the magnificent hall, and Ru Nan, seated high in the seat of honor, looked utterly solemn.
Ru Nan swept his gaze across the assembled Buddhas and spoke softly:
"Let us deliberate."
The moment his words fell, Eighth-Turn True Buddha spoke:
"How long has Buddhist Child Wukong been out of contact?"
Eighth-Turn True Buddha continued, his tone anguished:
"We thought Huang Miao allowing the Buddhist Child to cross the Pudu River was an act of goodwill, and we waited several more months because of it."
"Even when the Buddhist Child first lost contact, we merely made a few inquiries. And now?"
"Sending only the Buddhist Child across the river was itself an act of goodwill on our part, yet this is the result."
"If the Buddhist Sect yields at every turn, we will only end up in others' grasp."
"One step behind means falling behind at every step. If we keep waiting, everything will come to nothing."
"Even a clay idol has a spark of temper. There is only Huang Miao on the Pudu River. Even if he is a top Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, if we work together, they should be the ones afraid!"
Eighth-Turn True Buddha's words rang with conviction, his expression fiercely impassioned.
Liu Peng True Buddha shook his head slightly and said:
"Eight Turns, do not be so impatient. Buddhist Child Wukong's spiritual light remains within the temple and shows no abnormalities."
"Perhaps Buddhist Child Wukong cannot spare the attention to contact us for the moment. The three sects already held grievances against us when they came to Western Ox-He Continent, so naturally, they would hardly