Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2426: 211: Taiyi!
At that very instant, far off in the Reclining Buddha Temple, thousands of miles distant from Zhang’s Ruins.
Buried deep inside the Six Paths of Reincarnation, a silhouette enveloped in radiant white light slowly lifted its head, its eyes apparently cutting across endless voids to fix upon the skies over Zhang’s Ruins, quietly watching the arrival of the three Great Bodhisattvas, a expression blending seriousness with a touch of uncertainty:
“Why hasn’t the entity inside Zhang’s Ruins made a move?”
Over the years, he had kept a close eye on the shifts in Zhang’s Ruins, and despite bracing himself for Wang Ba’s rising power, he remained shocked to discover how quickly Wang Ba had taken control of the whole Zhang’s Ruins.
He marveled at Wang Ba’s skill in overpowering the many factions of Zhang’s Ruins so rapidly, yet he wondered why the enigmatic force lurking in Zhang’s Ruins stayed silent.
One must remember that back when he covertly took over the Master of Ten Thousand Demon Palace, even before he acted against Zhang’s Ruins, that concealed entity had already issued a warning to him.
“Maybe his power hasn’t hit that threshold yet? Or could it be that the being in Zhang’s Ruins simply ignores these upheavals?”
“Still… with the Supreme True Buddha launching an assault, would that one truly remain unmoved?”
Uncertain, he sensed a faint restlessness while viewing the events from afar.
He harbored little fondness for this True Man Taiyi, or more precisely, a subtle dislike toward him.
Only at the Tribulation-Transcending Realm, yet he stood neither servile nor arrogant in his presence, even bold enough to resist his directives, which clearly challenged his status as a Mahayana Cultivator… Truth be told, no Mahayana would tolerate such defiance unless they desired something from the offender.
That said, credit where it’s due.
True Man Taiyi’s rapid conquest of Zhang’s Ruins caught him off guard and surpassed all his predictions; indeed, True Man Taiyi proved the ideal figure to draw the Supreme True Buddha’s focus, and in his schemes, the best option he could envision right now.
If a ally like that fell short along the way, it would spell a major setback.
“However… if my senses are accurate, his Primordial Spirit realm has only just stepped into the mid-stage of the Tribulation-Transcending Realm… facing off against the three Great Bodhisattvas…”
A flicker of gravity appeared in his eyes, and deeper still, a trace of powerlessness gleamed:
“It’s unfortunate I can’t step in freely at this point; otherwise…”
Letting out a soft sigh, his stare shifted back to the green-robed form standing high above Zhang’s Ruins:
“I trust you won’t let me down, at the very least… strike when you must, and pull back when necessary!”
The white-light-shrouded figure whispered to itself.
Meanwhile, not just from the depths of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, but also beyond Zhang’s Ruins, in the expansive emptiness.
A massive form had newly arrived yet chose to stay concealed, naturally merging into the void, observing the drama playing out across Zhang’s Ruins’ exterior, quiet but poised for action.
Just then, a stir tugged at his core, prompting him to turn his sight a bit, peering toward another spot in the void surrounding Zhang’s Ruins.
Faintly, he detected a recognizable presence lurking nearby.
This energy caused his face to cloud over, igniting a wave of killing intent:
“Cloud Sky Realm… True Man Gai!”
His frame quietly brimmed with roaring Blood Energy, on the verge of erupting.
This presence felt all too known to him, and he had nursed grudge against its owner for ages untold, so he instantly identified the skulker in the void.
His initial urge was to lash out at the foe.
Yet, as his eyes glanced over the green-robed individual encircled by the three Great Bodhisattvas atop Zhang’s Ruins, he restrained himself in the nick of time.
Vengeance could wait for another day, but meddling with a crucial matter…
Gazing at the three Great Bodhisattvas, his eyes sparked with a chilling intensity that felt almost tangible, as if plotting ways to rip them asunder…
In the meantime, within that void, an elderly silhouette was likewise quietly surveying the occurrences over Zhang’s Ruins.
But precisely then, he sensed a shift, lifting his gaze to peer at the facing void, a bit taken aback:
“Master of Quiet Cave?”
“What brings him here?”
His brows furrowed lightly, his mind racing briefly, before he looked back at Wang Ba in Zhang’s Ruins, inwardly baffled:
“How did Taoist Friend Chao’s apprentice get mixed up with the Master of Quiet Cave?”
“Or is he merely observing the chaos?”
After some reflection, the elderly silhouette decided against any action, pretending ignorance of the other, and kept his vigil on Zhang’s Ruins, eyeing the green-robed figure hemmed in by the three Great Bodhisattvas, his look revealing traces of indecision, as though weighing the choice to step in.
High above Zhang’s Ruins.
Streams of light churned wildly, as the shimmering barrier of Zhang’s Ruins synced with the golden array overhead.
Even after the Arhat Formation’s recent collapse, the monks held the edge in sheer numbers; despite losing over a dozen Bodhisattvas, the survivors still numbered in the tens, backed by numerous Arhats, who swiftly reformed ranks and bore down again with an impressive array of premium Dao Treasures.
Fang Yi, Yin Tianzhi, and their allies launched fierce attacks repeatedly, only to get driven back each time, as fellow cultivators perished and Arhats vanished, the clash between the factions unyielding.
For now, the formations of both parties hung in a tense stalemate, with bursts of fire, surging waves, magical blasts, Dao Treasures… endless rays of brilliance darting about in disorder, amid constant booms and cries.
And right over the breach in Zhang’s Ruins, a hush fell, nearly sealing it off from the surrounding turmoil.