This exotic beauty, unlike other Peacock Remnants, has snow-white skin. Her towering stature is nearly taller than any man, exuding a commanding aura.

Jingsheng Tian, one of the only two Divinity Realm warriors among the Four Heavenly Women of Nalanda Temple, became the leader of the Heavenly Maidens after Auspicious Day became equal to Fantian as Mie Tian.

Beside Jingsheng Tian, there is an Asura, cloaked entirely in ferocious war armor, wielding a dark red war blade.

"Emperor Zhou cultivates the Emperor Martial Art, the larger his territory, the stronger he becomes. After conquering the grasslands, there's no guarantee he won't set his sights on the Western Regions. So, we should first hinder the grasslands, making Northern Zhou unable to cope," said the robust man, gazing towards the grassland.

"Muhuloka, when the time comes, it's up to you,"

Upon hearing the robust man's words, a look of reverence and obedience appeared on Muhuloka's sinister face, as he slightly bowed and said, "Leave it to me then, Dragon King."

In Nalanda Temple's Heavenly Dragon Eight Divisions, Heavenly Lord Indra holds the highest position. However, due to Indra's frequent retreats to study the Divine Artifact, it is actually the Dragon King before them who holds the power.

Don't be fooled by the Dragon King's amicable disposition, but once you touch his reverse scale, the consequences...

Muhuloka cast away the dreadful memories from his mind, respectfully said, "Mie Tian has already assisted me in refining the Po Suji Poison. Once the critical location is found, our mission will be accomplished."

"Then let us depart. While the grasslands are still in unrest, it's the perfect time to utilize the discontented Golden Wolf Remnants who refuse to sink into decline."

The four figures vanished into the grassland, disappearing in an instant.

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"An ominous aura exists in the Northern Sky, a black aura lingers in the north; it seems the remnants of the grassland are still unwilling to give up,"

At night, Qing Yu gazed at the starry sky, sensing an ominous aura surrounding the northern grassland, clearly indicating someone intends to act against Northern Zhou.

Typically, such obvious signs indicate significant disasters, to be avoided if possible. But when Qing Yu intended to divinate further, he found it difficult due to the chaotic Heavenly Mechanism, leaving him powerless to pierce through the heavy fogs to see the truth.

No choice, with Tribulation Qi having undergone new changes, it is foreseeable that the Heavenly Mechanism will become increasingly chaotic. Until the Tribulation ends, this situation will only deepen, not weaken.

"In a few more years, if the Tribulation Qi persists, the Heavenly Mechanism Divination Skill may become completely ineffective," Qing Yu shook his head and said.

Nevertheless, this might be a good thing; at least no one could rely on divination, forcing everyone to rely on their own intelligence to get by.

Although Qing Yu dare not claim to be the World's Number One Wise Man, with the Great Wisdom Space, his thoughts are undoubtedly broader than others', inherently possessing a slight advantage.

"Additionally, the Tribulation Qi also confuses cause and effect, giving that old thieving monk Xinyuan less informational advantage."

For Xinyuan, this old thieving monk, Qing Yu harbors substantial apprehension. This old thieving monk has more patience than Elder Shiming, and Qing Yu still doesn't understand his ultimate purpose.

However, since Xinyuan has now come out to stir things, there is relatively less need to remain constantly on guard, fearing he might get suddenly bitten by a hidden snake.

But...

Qing Yu glanced at the golden paper in his hand, inscribed with countless Sanskrit, "this monk has subdued the Dharma Temple, and now aims at the remaining Buddhist Temples."

On the eighth day of April in the following year, at the Buddha Bathing Festival, the Great Zen Temple will invite the world's Buddhists to a debate on Buddhism to decide who shall be the supreme among them.

Although apart from the Dharma Temple, all other temples in the Central Plains are of the Zen Sect, not every Buddhist will be willing to heed the dictates of the Great Zen Temple. Xinyuan's purpose in holding this Buddha Bathing Festival is to overpower all the monks, completely unifying Central Plains Buddhism.

As for the invitation sent to Qing Yu, it is naturally an invite for him to attend the ceremony as an observer.

Traditionally, large gatherings are never without important guests to observe; it's just that Xinyuan invited Taoists to a Buddhist event, and sending this invitation is more like delivering a declaration of war.

The Taoists surely would not let Xinyuan have his way. Instead of scheming in the dark, it would be better to openly declare war, welcoming them for a frontal confrontation.

"This thieving monk has suddenly become grand, it might catch many off guard, wouldn't it?"

The characteristic of Xinyuan Abbot of the Great Zen Temple is his cunning. He has always manipulated events from the shadows, so suddenly confronting head-on must shock many, especially those of the same generation.

"Hm?"

While Qing Yu was in contemplation, he suddenly felt a thrill in his heart, an unusual fluctuation came from the void, causing a subtle response within him.

"Three Dharma Seals..."

An indistinct Buddha Seal appeared on his palm, resonating and connecting with something in the void, mutually responding.

"Shariputra, why is that land called the Pure Land? Because in that Buddha Country, all beings are free from suffering, only experiencing bliss, hence it's called Pure Land..."

"And Shariputra, in that Buddha Country, heavenly music is constantly played, and the ground is of gold. Day and night six times, the skies shower Mandara flowers... Pure Land Buddha Country, adorned with such meritorious magnificence..."

Brahma chanting incessantly came from the void, extolling the Pure Land and its serenity.

A void illusion manifested before Qing Yu's eyes: a slightly open portal, revealing diverse phenomena. The Seven Treasures Pond, Eight Virtues Water, Four-colored Lotus, Seven Treasures Pavilion, golden ground, melodious birds—all painting a picture of a pure land, the Other Shore Buddha Country.

Just a fleeting glance, the mythical scene remained engraved in Qing Yu's mind for a long time.

"Pure Land."

In just that brief moment, the name of this world inexplicably emerged in Qing Yu's mind.

This is the Other Shore Buddha Country, created by the Buddha, filled with the beauty of the world, inspiring endless yearning. Yet Qing Yu's spiritual sense felt as if this Pure Land was like a giant beast with a gaping mouth, imparting an intense sense of crisis.

"Moreover, why is it that the Pure Land responds to me? I've had the Three Dharma Seals for some time, if there were any response, it shouldn't be delayed until today," Qing Yu muttered to himself.

For some time, even though he hasn't stopped meditating on the Three Dharma Seals, he had never sensed any Pure Land until today, until tonight, when he finally sensed that thread of breath.

Subconsciously, Qing Yu glanced at his palm.

If there's anything newly arrived today, it's just this invitation. An invitation from the Great Zen Temple, inviting Qing Yu to observe at the Buddha Bathing Festival.

"Great Zen Temple, Xinyuan Monk..."

Qing Yu had an intuition that this invitation contained a hint— a breath related to the Pure Land, triggering the Three Dharma Seals to react, causing the Pure Land illusion to appear before Qing Yu.

If this is the case, then it is highly possible that Xinyuan has already located the Pure Land and might even attempt to open it.

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