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The Venerable Buddha fixed his gaze on the young man who had suddenly appeared.
Something was… off.
He couldn't sense anything from him—not even the faintest trace of cultivation.
There were only two explanations for this phenomenon.
The first—
This young man was an ordinary person, completely devoid of cultivation.
Impossible.
Someone who could erase the Brahma Seal with a single word was no ordinary person.
That left only the second possibility—
This young man was an unfathomably powerful cultivator.
So powerful that even he, a Seventh-Rank Eminence, could not perceive his depth.
A chill crept down Venerable Buddha's spine.
He had only ever felt this kind of suppression from one existence—
The Buddha Lord.
An entity that had existed in the Azure Continent for countless years, standing at the peak of Buddhism's power.
No one knew exactly how strong he was.
But to the monks of Mount Sumeru, their master had likely long transcended the shackles of Eminence—
And stepped into the realm of Celestial Ascendants.
And yet—
This young man before him…
Could it be—
That he was on the same level as the Buddha Lord?
A flicker of panic stirred in Venerable Buddha's heart.
But he quickly suppressed it.
He needed to test this man's stance.
"Your Excellency, do you intend to interfere with the matters of Mount Sumeru?"
Venerable Buddha took a deep breath and spoke solemnly.
With one sentence, he had escalated the matter—tying it to Mount Sumeru itself.
To him, no matter how powerful this youth was, he couldn't possibly disregard the top Buddhist sect of the Azure Continent.
Mount Sumeru?
Luo Chuan's brow furrowed slightly.
Never heard of it.
But in Venerable Buddha's eyes, that hesitation—
Looked like fear.
A sliver of confidence returned to the old monk.
Mount Sumeru was notorious, yet not widely known.
To most people, its name alone was enough to invoke awe.
Venerable Buddha's expression steadied. He narrowed his eyes.
"This is merely a dispute between Mount Sumeru and the Monster Royal Clan," he said slowly. "I advise you to reconsider before acting rashly."
A veiled threat lurked beneath his words.
Luo Chuan was expressionless.
His mood—
had worsened.
Who gave this old monk the courage to threaten him?
"Boss, he's Wuxiang's master—Venerable Buddha," a familiar voice called from behind him.
Yao Ziyan stood tall, staring directly at Venerable Buddha without a trace of fear.
In her mind—
Luo Chuan was invincible.
Venerable Buddha?
Mount Sumeru?
None of them mattered.
Nothing in this world could threaten her boss.
Wuxiang?
Luo Chuan blinked.
For a moment, he didn't even remember who that was.
In his eyes, most matters in the Azure Continent were insignificant—not worth his attention.
But then it clicked.
Ah.
The demon monk he erased not long ago.
Luo Chuan's gaze darkened as he turned back to Venerable Buddha.
So this was his master?
With a disciple like Wuxiang, could the master be any better?
He dared to come after Yao Ziyan—
His clerk.
Luo Chuan's stare grew dangerous.
Venerable Buddha tensed.
A moment ago, the young man had seemed indifferent.
Now—
His gaze shifted.
Like a predator locking onto its prey.
Something was wrong.
What happened?
Just hearing his name—
And his expression changed like this?
Venerable Buddha's mind raced.
Had he ever offended such a terrifying cultivator?
The answer—
He had no idea.
But none of that mattered now.
Luo Chuan had already guessed his motive.
It wasn't hard.
Venerable Buddha must have suspected that Wuxiang's death was connected to Yao Ziyan.
And if that was the case—
Then this old monk had come for revenge.
Venerable Buddha parted his lips.
"Your Excellency, I—"
"Are you here for Wuxiang?"
Luo Chuan's words cut him off.
A pause.
Then—
Venerable Buddha gave a slow nod.
"Exactly."
Luo Chuan's expression remained indifferent.
"He's already been erased by me."