「Near the Land of the Far West.」
Vast purple energy still churned in the sky, blocking the prying eyes of all Immortals, Buddhas, and Ghost Gods. An endless stream of Dao Rhyme poured into Lu Xuan's Physique, flooding his Spiritual World.
Because he stubbornly refused to break through the Celestial Gate, he remained in the Earth Immortal Realm. This vast Dao Rhyme and the massive amount of worldly virtue were all accumulating within his body,
waiting to erupt completely the moment he stepped into the True Immortal Realm.
However, at this very moment, the Cyan Bull halted. Zhao Zheng's expression was grave, while Lu Jianxue tilted her head in curiosity, a translucent finger pressed to her lips.
"Why do you bar our path?"
The Daoist on the Cyan Bull's back raised his eyes and looked directly at the Great Buddha before them. The Great Buddha pointed one hand to the sky and the other to the ground, infinitely tall and infinitely majestic.
