That streak of brilliant light must have understood his present predicament perfectly. Stirred up by the world's First Baleful Intent, which stretched a thousand miles across, he could no longer stay even if he wanted to; the earth qi would certainly push him out of the array. Outside, True Lord Evolving Transformation and the Emei cultivators watched like hungry tigers, while Buddha Elder Wuguang was entangled with Li Jingxu and could hardly offer support.
How could anyone break out of such a predicament?
There was no way.
By now, anyone could see it clearly: among all the cultivators of the Divine Land beneath heaven, whoever they were, favorable terrain did not necessarily mean they could survive True Lord Evolving Transformation. But without that advantage, they had not the slightest chance of victory.
Since that was the case, he might as well ascend with all speed. Earthly Immortals had their means: they could act without restraint in the mortal world and even force others to ascend. But Earthly Immortals had their shortcomings too. They could only spend their lives struggling in the mortal dust. Once a Heavenly Immortal passed through the Heavenly Gate, they would not even catch a glimpse of the soles of his shoes.
How could you pursue him once he entered the Immortal Realm?
That was what Buddha Elder Wushe thought.
As for Buddha Elder Wuguang? Putuotuo Celestial Palace? Its hundred thousand sect members and million believers?
Buddha Elder Wushe would not concern himself with them. If fate allowed, everyone would be reborn in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss in their next lives, and they would naturally meet again then.
Thus, Buddha Elder Wushe fled with extraordinary speed, like a streak of light racing upstream through the Thunderfall filling the sky.
But even if he wanted to