Purple Qi surged and pressed on the east of Chang'an, while Buddha's Light surged on the west of Chang'an.
Nezha's incarnation raised his head,
gazing at the Purple Qi and Buddha's Light in the sky locked in a stalemate, and gently exhaled.
"So there really is someone seated in the Celestial Position of Buddha..... who exactly is this person?"
"Which old monster from the past ages is it?"
He murmured, a solemn look appearing on his face, making every effort to hide his form, even his three heads and six arms were curled up.
This is not the right time to show himself.
The same thought echoed in Li Xiuyuan's mind. He, along with Cui Linglong, hid far away from Chang'an, gazing at the Purple Qi and Buddha's Light.
Beside him, Cui Linglong softly asked:
"What is the current situation?"
"I don't know, I'm afraid to peer into it, but judging by the celestial phenomenon in the sky, both sides should be in a confrontation."
