Southern Heaven, Mount Putuo!
At this moment.
The whole world seemed to have the wind halt in its tracks, as everyone stared in speechless awe at the sky. Beneath the vast heavens, Ye Qingchen stood among the myriad Buddhas, his black hair flowing with the wind, eyes ablaze with divine brilliance, robes fluttering dramatically in the air.
True Qi surging like a tidal wave, Qi Blood roaring like a furious storm!
He appeared like a god on earth!
Ye the Demon VS Southern Heaven Buddhism!
No one had expected.
After Fuhong's death, Vajra Temple would completely turn against them, rallying Southern Heaven Buddhism, wagering millennia of Buddhist fortune. The onlookers were dazed, remembering the battle six months ago when the Thirty-Six Sects of the Celestial South besieged Ye Qingchen above Black Water River.
That battle.
