Chapter 321 - 137: Clash of the Strong, West Mountain Dao Debate! The Secret of Gui Chen

"Amitabha Buddha."

Amidst the deep, sonorous Buddhist chant, a golden light blazed south of the city as the illusory form of a golden Buddha materialized high in the firmament.

A compassionate Buddha’s Light filled the view, illuminating the heavens.

It was as if a Great Buddha, in the very act of ascending to the heavens, was seated cross-legged within the void.

Its body remained within the Da Yu Capital City, yet its head towered beyond the sky, the clouds high above not even reaching its chest.

Furthermore, a shimmering Golden Dragon was coiled around its body.

VMM!

With a flash of golden light.

The Rebirth Buddha Venerable stepped forth from the Thirty-Three-Layered Buddha Tower. Lotus flowers bloomed beneath his feet, and dozens of silent Vajra guardians followed in his wake.

The pious chanting of Buddhist Scriptures from countless monks and devotees rose to accompany them.

"Brother Tianji, since you share our interest, why not show yourself?"

The Leader of Gui Chen Sect glanced at the Rebirth Buddha Venerable, then continued in a clear, carrying voice:

"Today, let us settle this once and for all, to avoid any further entanglements in the future!"

His voice, neither high nor low, was like the resounding hum of a sword. It cut through layer after layer of space, traversing countless voids to echo a thousand miles away.

"The Celestial Secret Sect Master?"

"That Celestial Secret Sect Master came too?"

"That makes sense. He was once the Da Yu National Preceptor, so it’s only natural for him to attend the Incense and Candle Grand Assembly."

The crowd of True Masters was first shocked, then came to a sudden understanding.

The moment the Leader of the Gui Chen Sect finished speaking, an aged voice drifted over from a great distance:

"Very well."

The next moment, the man arrived along with his voice.

His voice had only just begun to drift over the Da Yu Capital City when he himself stepped out from the void beyond the city walls.

The Celestial Secret Sect Master appeared, his white hair flying and sleeves billowing, a faint smile on his aged face.

"A pity. There are many other fellow Daoists in the world, but they will not be coming today."

The Leader of the Gui Chen Sect let out a soft sigh.

The number of Feathered Strong People in the world far exceeded what one could count on two hands. His Gui Chen Sect alone had six.

However, not every Feathered Strong Person would attend the Incense and Candle Grand Assembly.

Perhaps they were watching this scene from the shadows, but they would not appear in person.

WHOOSH!

In the next breath, without any discernible movement, the Leader of the Gui Chen Sect had already arrived at West Mountain.

From their previous clash, the snow across a thousand miles had been blasted sky-high.

At this moment, amidst the mountains, countless artisans were retreating toward the Da Yu Capital City, not daring to linger for a second.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

From the Da Yu Capital City, numerous Martial Arts Practitioners also made their way over. They certainly wouldn’t miss a discussion of the Dao between Great Powers of the Feather Transformation Realm.

At the center of the Incense Altar, Su Bai sat cross-legged, calmly watching the approach of the three Feathered Transformation Great Powers.

The Rebirth Buddha Venerable, the Leader of the Gui Chen Sect, and the Celestial Secret Sect Master.

These three were the most active of the Feathered experts within the current Dayu Immortal Dynasty.

He had long since heard of them.

Xiao Yu, following behind the Leader of the Gui Chen Sect, saw this scene, and his expression couldn’t help but shift.

The seat at the very center of the Incense Altar originally belonged to the Leader of the Gui Chen Sect, yet this person was still sitting there.

’This is a blatant provocation! He comes with ill intent!’

Su Bai glanced at the Leader of the Gui Chen Sect.

"I came here and simply found a place to sit. I trust you don’t mind."

"It’s just a seat. What does it matter who sits there?"

The Leader of the Gui Chen Sect gave a carefree laugh.

Then, with a press and lift of his palm.

With a great RUMBLE, the ground roiled as soil, stone, and sand surged upward to coalesce.

In an instant, a ten-thousand-foot-tall altar had erupted from the ground.

BOOM!

He landed atop the high altar and also sat cross-legged, facing Su Bai from afar.

BOOM!

BOOM!

Almost simultaneously.

The earth trembled within the field of altars, and two more ten-thousand-foot-tall Magic Altars rose up.

The Rebirth Buddha Venerable and the Celestial Secret Sect Master landed and took their seats upon them.

The Rebirth Buddha Venerable, the Leader of the Gui Chen Sect, and the Celestial Secret Sect Master formed a three-way standoff.

And in the very center sat Su Bai, alone.

For a moment, the atmosphere grew heavy and oppressive. The very air seemed to solidify, crushing down on one’s Heart Spirit and making it difficult to breathe.

The expressions of the onlooking True Masters shifted; they found themselves hesitating to take their seats.

The Incense Altar occupied a massive area, nearly thirty miles from side to side.

However, for True Masters, such a distance could be crossed in the blink of an eye, to say nothing of the figures at the center of it all.

Sitting amongst them felt like being on pins and needles, like facing a natural predator; it was a terrifying prospect.

"Since you’re all here, you may as well serve as witnesses."

The Leader of the Gui Chen Sect said coolly.

"Haha! This humble junior would be a fool not to listen to the great insights of you seniors!"

The Taiqing Daoist chuckled, striding forward to take his seat with a composed expression.

There was a certain etiquette to the seating as well.

Within the Incense Altar, the spot where Su Bai sat was the center and also the highest point, at a full 10,099 feet.

The other platforms were divided into two tiers: those a thousand feet high, and those a hundred feet high.

Seeing that someone had already taken a seat, the other True Masters could no longer hesitate, lest they be ridiculed by their peers. One by one, they too stepped forward and sat down.

VMM!

As the last of the Daoists took their seats, ancient, visible Array Patterns rippled across the surface of the Incense Altar.

The ripples from these Array Patterns expanded outward, reaching to the farthest distances.

At this moment, the endless void itself seemed to stretch.

The Da Yu Capital City, hundreds of miles away, seemed to vanish in an instant, pushed back by an unknowable distance.

To the many artisans and common folk far from West Mountain, the area was now wreathed in immortal mist and suffused with a rosy glow, the mountains themselves having seemingly vanished.

"When we discuss the Dao, there is no need for mortal onlookers."

The Leader of the Gui Chen Sect flicked his sleeve. His gaze swept over the True Masters before finally landing on Su Bai, his eyes holding a rare, solemn gravity.