Faced with the pressure from the Heavenly Buddha Venerable, Bai Yulong's grandfather's lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful smile. The Yin-Yang Dao aura around him flowed endlessly like a surging ocean, and his deep eyes, one black and one white, revealed a hint of arrogance.

"Too much? Hahaha..."

Bai Yulong's grandfather burst into hearty laughter, his voice deafening, as if it could tear the entire space apart:

"You're just a bald monk! What's wrong with my grandson calling you 'bald donkey'? Do you even have hair left?"

Everyone present was shocked. No one expected that this old man from Yin Yang Cave would be so tough, showing no regard for the reputation of Wanfo Temple and Tianfozun. His words were full of provocation and sarcasm.

Bai Yulong, standing beside him, also remained calm, seemingly accustomed to such scenes.

Even with the Heavenly Buddha's composure, he almost laughed in anger at this moment. He stood up abruptly from his seat, his face turning extremely cold and gloomy, as if water could drip from it.

The Heavenly Buddha was enveloped in dense Buddhist light, and his Buddhist aura surged like a turbulent sea, as he gritted his teeth and uttered three "good"s in succession.

"Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! The Yin-Yang Grotto-Heaven truly lives up to its name! Today, this humble monk will witness firsthand the power of your so-called Yin-Yang Great Millstone!"

Bai Yulong's grandfather was also unafraid, and instead continued to mock the Heavenly Buddha Venerable:

"Hmph, you think you, a bald monk like you, can witness the power of my Yin-Yang Millstone?"

His words were full of contempt and mockery, as if he didn't take the Heavenly Buddha Venerable seriously at all, and he continued with a mocking expression:

"Well, that's fine too. Your grandpa just happens to need a donkey to pull the millstone. Let me see if a bald donkey practicing Buddhism is better at this than an ordinary donkey!"

After saying this, Bai Yulong's grandfather unleashed an extremely powerful aura that soared straight to the heavens, causing a magnificent Yin-Yang Taiji diagram to slowly rise between heaven and earth.

This Yin-Yang Taiji diagram covers the heavens and the earth. As it slowly rotates, various opposing concepts such as life and death, Yin and Yang, and positive and negative are constantly intertwined and transformed within it.

Even the boundless Buddhist intent released by a powerful being like the Heavenly Buddha Venerable seemed so insignificant in the face of the Yin-Yang Taiji diagram presented before them at this moment!

This power far exceeded the limits achievable by those at the Supreme Realm. Even the Underworld Protector, who had been calmly observing the scene from the sidelines, was moved at this moment.

Even the elderly man from the Sword Domain, now in his twilight years, couldn't help but change color at this moment.

However, at that very moment, a deafening, earth-shattering, supreme celestial sound suddenly resounded:

"Enough!"

The voice seemed to come from beyond the heavens, or from the depths of the underworld, carrying boundless majesty and awe.

Both the rapidly spinning Yin-Yang symbol and the movements of the Heavenly Buddha came to an abrupt halt at this moment. All the incomparably powerful aura and might were instantly suppressed by this voice.

The one who made that voice was none other than Xuanjizi, who was sitting upright on the Xuantian Altar!

Today is an important ceremony for the Xuantian Dao Sect, and he could have turned a blind eye to the disputes and fights among the younger generation of disciples.

However, if peerless experts like Grandpa Bai Yulong and Heavenly Buddha Venerable were to start fighting here, he absolutely could not stand idly by.

At this moment, Xuanjizi's face was cold and stern, all traces of his former gentleness gone. Countless Dao patterns flowed within his Daoist pupils as he stared intently at the crowd below, shouting in an extremely stern tone:

"Do you all regard my Xuantian Dao Sect as a battlefield for your indiscriminate slaughter?!"

Its voice contained immense power, inspiring awe in all who heard it.

Bai Yulong's grandfather snorted coldly, but stopped and didn't say anything more. When he sat down again, the Yin-Yang Taiji diagram that was rotating between heaven and earth disappeared instantly. After that, he gave the Heavenly Buddha Venerable a sinister look, as if to say that this matter was not over.

However, the Heavenly Buddha Venerable secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly to Xuanjizi in a Buddhist salute:

"This humble monk has been rude; please forgive me, Master Xuandao."

Although Xuanjizi's words were meant to uphold the dignity of the Xuantian Dao Sect, they also indirectly gave Tianfozun a way out.

After all, the difference in power between the two sides was obvious. If they really fought, the Heavenly Buddha Venerable would probably be beaten to a pulp by that black-and-white-haired old man.

Many powerful figures present could see this; once Yin Yang Cave Heaven and Heavenly Buddha Venerable went to war, the outcome would be almost a foregone conclusion.

But in this moment of silence, the young man from the Sword Domain, who had been silent all along, revealed a hint of interest. A slight smile played on his lips as he softly said:

"This is really interesting! The outside world is much more fun than our Sword Domain!"

As he spoke, his gaze fell upon Bai Yulong beside him, and he continued:

"However, Brother Bai, that Buddha of Ten Thousand Buddhas is no ordinary person. He is an ancient freak sealed away by the Great Sun Zen Temple and was previously brought back to the Buddhist Realm by the Buddha of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple."

Even if his strength is suppressed to the same level as yours, with his body nourished and tempered in the Primordial Divine Source, you would probably still find it difficult to become his match.

Even Wanfo Buddha's disciple couldn't help but stare at the sword domain youth. Even he hadn't expected that this person would know so much about his background.

As for Bai Yulong, he was perfectly clear-headed; he knew very well that he was no match for the Buddha of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

After all, he was just someone who was tricked by his older brother Zhou Xingdou and forcibly pushed to the forefront by his grandfather.

However, when Bai Yulong heard the young man from the Sword Domain offer such a kind reminder, he couldn't help but become curious about this person.

Looking at this young man from the Sword Domain, Bai Yulong racked his brains, searching through his memories.

A moment later, Bai Yulong's eyes flickered, and he suddenly remembered the identity of this young man from the Sword Domain:

"Could it be that you are Liu Dazhu, the prized disciple of Hua Qingxuan, one of the three great sword immortals?"

At this very moment, Liu Dazhu, who was listening to Bai Yulong introduce his background, still had a smile on his face.

But when Bai Yulong called out his real name, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he immediately retorted loudly, "What the hell? What Liu Dazhu? Who is Liu Dazhu! My name is Liu Dizhu!"

Because of this sentence, the atmosphere at the scene instantly became even more lively. Many people couldn't help but chuckle and whisper among themselves, discussing the unique and wonderful name of this disciple of the mortal sword immortal.

"Slow down!"

But just then, a cold voice rang out from the seats in the Underworld Palace, breaking the slightly noisy scene.

The Prince of the Underworld could no longer contain himself. He didn't care about the conflict between Yin Yang Cave and Wanfo Temple, nor did he care about the name.

At this moment, he only had eyes for one person: Zhou Xingdou, who was high in the sky, looking at them indifferently!