The Buddhist Sect arrived in overwhelming splendor, golden lotuses appearing without end as rosy light and morning clouds stretched onward.
As those morning clouds of Buddha light drew near, they slowly dispersed. Beyond the several layers of formations, Arhats and śrāmaṇeras cleared the way, auspicious clouds spilling outward as Ru Nan's jeweled canopy slowly revealed itself.
On either side of Ru Nan's jeweled canopy, the much smaller jeweled canopies of the other Buddhas slowly emerged as well.
An Arhat standing outside the jeweled canopy personally reached out and lifted it, revealing Ru Nan's stern face within.
The other Buddhas' jeweled canopies were all lifted as well, revealing every Buddha's face.
Their gazes all turned toward the person in the seat of honor-Yuankong.
Ru Nan looked him over again and again, then sent his divine sense probing toward him.
Although the formations could block divine sense, these were not the Mountain-Guarding Grand Arrays of the Eighteen Immortal Sects, after all, and naturally could not completely block the divine sense of a top Tribulation Transcendence cultivator.
Ru Nan's divine sense penetrated them and headed straight toward Yuankong, but naturally, it would not be that easy.
Huang Miao raised his eyes and looked straight at Ru Nan. A current of sword intent flowed, severing the divine sense Ru Nan had sent over.
Having done so, he demanded coldly:
"Junior, have you forgotten even basic courtesy?"
Ru Nan lifted his eyes slightly and temporarily stopped his futile efforts, questioning in a calm voice:
"A transformed appearance, both real and false."
Yuankong formed a Buddhist seal with his hand and looked calmly at Ru Nan. With the formations blocking that oppressive presence, without the sheer pressure of a top cultivator, Ru Nan, for all his noble bearing and lofty posture, now seemed no more than