In the midst of conversation, he no longer concealed his aura.
Almost at the instant his aura was exposed.
The Inner World Cultivators finally noticed.
Imdiately, several figures flew out from within the realm, swiftly landing before the purple-armored youth before the monk had a chance to leave.
Their expressions were all filled with uncertainty and suspicion.
The leading figure stood tall, with a stern face, a formidable sword intention emanating from him, his voice equally solemn. At this mont, as he landed, he stared at the monk and said solemnly:
"I am Zhao Feng, the humble master of the Little Cang World."
"Master... could you be the Tribulation Crossing Great Power that vanished from the Chaotic Sea long ago?!"
The monk's gaze swept over these few individuals and found they were indeed Perfect Practitioners. He nodded slightly, stroked his beard and smiled:
"Layman Zhao has good eyes."
His peripheral vision glanced at the purple-armored youth beside him, even though the youth tried his best to maintain his composure, under 'Telepathy', he still felt the youth's overwhelming shock deep within, and his heart was exceedingly satisfied.
This was precisely the effect he desired.
"Truly a Tribulation Crossing Great Power!"
Upon hearing the monk's reply, both Zhao Feng and the rest of the cultivators who ca along showed expressions of disbelief, yet in the monk's eyes, it was entirely typical.
After all, throughout the entire Sea of Chaos Realm, countless millennia had passed without a Rob Cultivator appearing. Now, with just a slight reveal of his ability, even the most formidable of characters were moved.
Confidence surged in his heart.
Zhao Feng seed to recall sothing, scanned the surroundings, and imdiately whispered to those beside him:
"Quickly disperse the idle people!"
Then a hint of a smile appeared on his stern face, he looked at the monk and said:
"Pardon the discourtesy earlier, please enter the realm for a discussion, senior."
Upon hearing this, the monk smiled calmly, then in the midst of Qian Baimao's shocked and complex gaze, voluntarily entered the Little Cang World...
anwhile.
Within the Circle.
In the Taoist Field.
"Only one Arhat has co?"
"Supre True Buddha seems quite confident in his thods."
Wang Ba stood with his hands behind his back in front of a water mirror, with Taoist Man and Chongyuan Patriarch beside him.
Watching the monk's figure within the water mirror, his expression was calm. He slightly turned his head and asked in a low voice:
"These monks are mostly adept at 'Telepathy', have you prepared anything?"
Beside him, Taoist Man chuckled softly:
"Master need not worry, rely Telepathy, I have a thousand ways to obscure this divine skill!"
Chongyuan Patriarch also nodded and said:
"Preparations have been made, not only that, all the ruins have been arranged, done all personally, certainly won't be detected."
"Currently, all personnel stationed around Little Cang World have also been arranged, even if truly taken away, the part that is tainted can be discarded when necessary, to restore self-awareness at any ti. Of course, it's unclear if Buddhism's rules will affect all consciousness, adjustnts need to be made according to the situation, this needs to be carefully considered with Taoist Friend Man."
Wang Ba nodded slightly, trusting Taoist Man's profound background greatly.
With his counterpart's mastery of countless inheritances, although there may be difficulty in deciphering without understanding Buddhism's six great rules, it is not difficult to preemptively apply tactics to avoid the mysterious golden penny's influence on cultivators' disposition.
Gazing at the monk in the water mirror, Wang Ba's eyes flickered slightly:
"Wisdom None... hope you live up to your na, otherwise..."
He also had a thousand ways to make this Arhat et his end here.
Yet there was no necessity.
If Wisdom None vanished, it would be a problem for him to leave the Chaotic Sea.
And it would also attract greater trouble.
He montarily didn't want to confront the Supre True Buddha directly.
"Now that Wisdom None is already in the net..."
"Next cos preparing to leave the Chaotic Sea."
With a thought, the Silkworm Dragon Staff silently flew out, landing in his palm.
Gently caressing the Silkworm Dragon Staff in his hand, behind him, nurous divine beasts stood silently...
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