lt;Mister Venerableg

“Now is not the time to hesitate!” someone shouted from within another blood-red light.,All the primordial gods and immortals were reflected in this glimmer of light. Looking through the radiance, their expressions became hazy, and their powerful auras swept across all directions. Millions of miles away, in a place with an aura as deep as an abyss, an eight-armed demon god materialized out of thin air, roaring at the sky, wanting to share the glory of this aura. On top of Mount Xizhi (Westmost Spirit Mountain), countless temples stood tall. When the overwhelming pressure swept over, on the summit of the mountain, a golden lotus bloomed, encompassing Sumeru, gently deflecting the pressure outside, protecting the pure land of the West.,"Damn it..." Miaokong felt a surge of impotent rage: "How could the annihilation of Lou Guandao cause such a stir The thing I prepared to suppress Tianji would be nothing more than scrap paper in front of so many powerful gods and immortals. I originally thought that Lou Guandao had long since declined, even though my ancestors were once wealthy, but now the Sect Master only has the cultivation base of forming alchemy. If they had such a strong backing, why would they be in this state!"。