Xuanyuan Continent, Dong Huang Divine State.
In the Da Feng Dynasty, within White Lotus Prefecture, at the heart of White Brahma Temple.
In a dimly lit palace, upon a meditation mat imprinted with a white lotus flower.
Sat an old monk wearing a White Lotus Monk Robe, his figure slender and somewhat emaciated.
At this moment, he was meditating in stillness.
His eyes were tightly closed, hands joined in prayer, murmuring what seemed to be an odd sutra.
"Master, the situation in the Great Flame Dynasty has appeared to change over the past few days..."
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By the half-opened grand doors of the palace.
A young monk of an eerily handsome visage stood in silence.
His hands were joined, holding a string of white prayer beads imbued with a thick Buddhist power.
His eyes, half open and half shut.
His aura seemed unremarkable at first glance.
Yet, if one carefully observed this young monk of unnaturally striking appearance, they would discover a terrifying aura slowly swirling around him.
"The Great Flame Dynasty?"
Sitting on the white meditation mat, the current Abbot of the White Brahma Temple, Zhi Ming, heard his disciple, San Yuan’s words from behind him.
He could not help but slowly open his tightly shut eyes.
He let out a breath and lowered his joined hands.
After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "I have been aware of this for several days now..."
Upon hearing this, San Yuan silently walked into the palace.
He came to stand behind his master in silence.
After pausing for a moment, he asked, "Master, what do you think is the reason for the Great Flame Dynasty acting ?"
"Where does the Great Flame Dynasty get its confidence from?"
"To the point where they even gradually dare to confront the people from our White Brahma Temple?"
The old monk Zhi Ming turned his head slightly and looked at San Yuan, his most talented disciple.
He said in a calm and low voice, "In this world, everything is in constant change, and the only thing that remains unchanged are the words ’the strong are revered.’ When the Great Flame Dynasty’s power was not equal to our White Brahma Temple, they chose to shrink their line, defending their fortress, which was naturally the best choice."
"But, should the power of the Great Flame Dynasty within the territory of the Da Feng Dynasty get a significant enhancement, would they still maintain a posture of not fighting back or retorting?"
"This is, of course, somewhat improbable..."
Inside the palace, the young monk San Yuan thought for a moment and then asked in a low voice, "Does Master know to what extent the power of the Great Flame Dynasty in the Da Feng Dynasty has increased? Has their high-end combat power received a boost, or is it something else..."
At this point, the young monk San Yuan did not continue.
Inside the palace, the old monk who had silently stood up before, now slowly turned his body around.
He stared directly at his disciple San Yuan in front of him.
After another moment of silence, he provided an answer: "Cultivators of the Mortal Transcendence Realm..."
As this answer was spoken.
The atmosphere within the palace suddenly changed.
White Brahma Temple was indeed powerful.
It was even known by outsiders as one of the three major Demonic Path forces within the Buddhist community.
And in their White Brahma Temple.
They had successfully cultivated the White Brahma Lotus to the level where it could transform the void into reality and descend into the world.
But even with such a White Brahma Temple, facing cultivators from the last realm among the Five Realms of Mortality, namely the Mortal Transcendence Realm.
It was still a matter filled with danger and uncertainty.
If it were cultivators from the Blood Refinement Realm that is below Mortal Transcendence, no matter how many came, the White Brahma Temple would not need to...
Even if the monks of the White Brahma Temple could not deal with a large number of Blood Refinement Realm cultivators.
However, the White Brahma Lotus, which had successfully become a reality and descended into this world as one of the ultimate evil entities, could easily eliminate those Blood Refinement Realm cultivators.
Moreover, the White Brahma Lotus could even transform those Blood Refinement cultivators into nutrients for its own growth, thereby continuously strengthening itself.
But the Mortal Transcendence Realm was vastly different from the Blood Refinement Realm.
Mortal Transcendence, Mortal Transcendence.
As the name implies, shedding the mortal dust, one is already half a step away from being an Immortal.
Even if they are just cultivators at the Initial Stage of Mortal Transcendence Realm, there is still a terrifying gap between them and cultivators at the Perfection Stage of the Blood Refinement Realm.
To say that these two are not in the same league, not on the same level.
This is not an exaggeration at all.
"Cultivators of the Mortal Transcendence Realm?"
The unusually handsome and slightly eerie young monk San Yuan, upon hearing the words from his master.
Suddenly found it difficult to maintain the calmness in his heart.
Mortal Transcendence represented a terror known as half-step Immortals.
He was not afraid of Blood Refinement Realm cultivators.
But if the power of the Great Flame Dynasty in the Da Feng Dynasty had indeed welcomed a mysterious Cultivator of the Mortal Transcendence Realm...
Then things could truly become troublesome.
"Master, are you serious?"
After a long daze, San Yuan suddenly asked the old monk in front of him with a serious expression.
Seeing the serious expression on his disciple’s face, the old monk slightly parted his lips and smiled.