This vast, solemn, sacred, and infinitely powerful aura of Buddhist energy could only belong to one being: the Evil Emperor’s nemesis, the foremost powerhouse of the Buddhist realm, Grandmaster Mohe.
For at least a million years, Grandmaster Mohe had not ventured out. The only thing capable of stirring his emotions was a manifestation of the Buddha himself. Yet, ever since the Primordial Age, the Buddha—much like the Dao Venerables—had ceased to manifest before the world. Not even a divine oracle had been whispered, as if they had been extinguished into eternity.
Today, however, Grandmaster Mohe had sensed a trace of the Buddha’s will deep within the starry expanse. Coupled with the earth-shattering anomalies emanating from the Lunar Divine Ruins, which had been felt by the outside world, he had unleashed supreme divine powers to lock onto this realm—a place that theoretically could not exist—and led the elite monks of the Buddhist realm in a full-scale mobilization.
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