"Excellent!"
"Thus, we can save the Ten Thousand Spirits of the Search God Realm from the calamity of Evil Poison, and also prevent this realm from falling into the hands of the Spiritual Mountain. It's a perfect solution, isn't it delightful?"
"It should indeed be so!"
The Twelve Golden Immortals chimed in one after another, and even Li Jing added a few words when the conversation reached a high point.
Before long, a comprehensive plan to counteract the venomous plans of the All Heavens Buddhism and attack Tang took shape.
Tao Buddha's son listened intently in the hall and grew increasingly satisfied, secretly thinking:
"As expected from the Primordial Sect, though they are not as adept as the bald monks of the Spiritual Mountain in consuming everything, their ability to harness great power is in no way inferior. This operation outshines what I and my true self, Buddha's son, had imagined."
