The winds and clouds stirred in all directions as everyone headed for Myriad Phenomena Heaven.
As the news spread, the formerly calm and peaceful Mystic Domain suddenly erupted into turmoil.
Wan Jinsheng had no notable battle record, and his origins were shrouded in mystery.
The only impression people had of him was that he had sat down to discuss the Dao with the Burial Ground Young Master. With his world-shaking talent, he had won the other man's wholehearted respect, leaving behind the four words, "Far inferior by comparison."
After many years, the two would meet again, having arranged to continue their discussion inside the Ten Thousand Buddha Grottoes.
The moment the news came out, the Immortal Realm was shaken. Experts from every direction came rushing over, all for the chance to witness this once-in-an-age gathering.
The Ten Thousand Buddha Grottoes stood at the extreme north of the Mystic Domain.
No sunlight could be seen there. A layer of gray mist shrouded the place year-round, resembling clouds yet not clouds, hovering silently while exuding an inexplicable solemnity.
Ten thousand stone Buddhas had been carved inside the grotto. After countless years, their features had long since blurred. Only those pairs of Buddha eyes remained, seeming to stare at you no matter which angle you looked from.
The cultivators who arrived one after another all lowered their voices in unspoken agreement, even making their footsteps as light as possible.
"I didn't expect them to choose this place. They made us search high and low, but fortunately, we still made it in time."
"Give it a rest. If they were discussing the Dao inside Myriad Phenomena Heaven, what right would you and I have to watch from the sidelines?"
"Well said. The Ten Thousand Buddha Grottoes were once the lineage of Daluo. Though