Three days later.
The Great Chan Sound Temple, once as tranquil and harmonious as a Secluded Paradise, with Evening Drums and Morning Bells echoing through its halls, seemed to have had a massive boulder thrown into it. In an instant, it exploded into uproar.
Chen Xun and Big Black Ox practically dragged a group of Buddhist Dao cultivators from the Great Chan Sound Temple into the bamboo grove where Baili Fengyao had entered sitting meditation, intending to hold a grand banquet.
The Buddhist Dao cultivators looked at one another, their expressions spectacularly varied, as though someone had overturned a palette of paints.
At first, they had secretly been thrilled at the prospect of sitting with legendary figures. But upon hearing the reason for the feast—that they were going to give Buddha Fengyao a "glorious send-off"—every one of them was dumbstruck, their expressions frozen as they could neither laugh nor cry.
Seeing this, the old monk merely shook his head with a smile. There was no anger on his face, though a trace of helplessness quietly flashed through his eyes. He would simply let the Dao Ancestor have his fun, treating it as a different sort of karmic Buddhist encounter.
One Month Later.
Chen Xun and Big Black Ox left the Great Chan Sound Temple and entered an immortal city teeming with myriad races.
Half a year later, news spread without wings. Like a howling gale sweeping across the wilderness, it instantly engulfed the entire immortal city.
"What... the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance is dissolving?!"
"I remember that being a giant power in the Tai Chu Immortal Domain. Isn't the Thousand Machines Recasting Altar part of the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance... They're dissolving?"
"Hehe, how ignorant. The Thousand Machines Recasting Altar is merely a subordinate force of the Nine Heavens Turbid