"Where is the Right Envoy of the Vermilion Bird Hall?"
Ye Xuan spoke calmly, his voice spreading throughout the entire Western Heaven Great World.
People looked up in fear, feeling uneasy.
Clearly, the Buddha's light was shining over the entire Western Heaven Great World, a blessing for the Western Heaven Great World, so why had things changed?
Among the Buddhists, there were fanatic believers who cursed Ye Xuan with anger at that moment.
But the moment they opened their mouths, they turned into flying ash.
Thus, countless brainless fanatic believers all turned into flying ash at that moment.
At the same time.
At the foot of Ling Mountain in the far west of the Western Heaven Great World.
There was an ancient long river.
This river had no name.
But it could cleanse one's soul.
At this moment.
A barefoot young monk sat cross-legged in the middle of that river.
