The Lord of Silence groaned softly, his robe fluttering as he moved forward to confront the attack.
The two beings, each possessing two thousand nine hundred Dao Divine Patterns, clashed together in battle.
The remaining strongholds of the secret forces also engaged the beings of the Pure Land.
"Bah! These primordial forces harbor ill intentions! We, the beings of the Pure Land, were clearly able to avoid being involved, yet now we are dragged into the battlefield, this battle might risk death and the eradication of the Dao!" Tianchen Venerable of the Pure Land said with a bitter face.
This old man has lived for several eras.
The longer one lives, the more they cherish their life!
Tianchen certainly didn't want to die.
But he didn't dare to disobey orders.
"Fellow Daoist, we are both lower-tier Venerables, how about we just go through the motions?" Tianchen transmitted his voice.
