Zhou Xingdou appeared before everyone like the brightest star in the night sky.
His appearance seemed to carry an unparalleled aura, shocking the entire scene.
Every young prodigy present was originally a leader in their respective fields, but under Zhou Xingdou's overwhelming power at this moment, they appeared so small and insignificant.
Zhou Xingdou exuded a terrifying aura that was impossible to ignore. His eyes were like the deep starry sky, full of mystery and indifference, making the air around him seem heavy with his arrival.
Some once arrogant young talents silently lowered their heads at this moment, a sense of indescribable awe welling up in their hearts.
Only at this moment did they realize that there was a vast gap between themselves and Zhou Xingdou, a gap that was not only reflected in their strength, but also in their temperament and state of mind.
Compared to Zhou Xingdou, they were like a group of faint stars gazing at the sun, only able to admire its unattainable brilliance from afar.
Even those peerless geniuses who once inspired fear in everyone and were considered to be unimaginably powerful, were among the four immortal seats.
At this moment, they were completely overshadowed by the dazzling light emanating from Zhou Xingdou, as if they had suddenly become less frightening.
Sitting in the most revered position in the center of the Hall of the Underworld, Hades' face remained as cold as ice, but he couldn't help but raise his head and cast his gaze toward where Zhou Xingdou was.
The Underworld Protector, seated beside Hades, watched Zhou Xingdou with keen interest, his eyes gleaming with curiosity and anticipation.
Only the Crown Prince of the Underworld looked at Zhou Xingdou on the Xuan Tian Altar with a somewhat displeased expression. His eyes, which were fixed on Zhou Xingdou, suddenly surged with fighting spirit.
Not only the Crown Prince of the Underworld, but also the young man from the Sword Domain and the Buddhist disciple from the Buddhist Domain were all staring intently at Zhou Xingdou at this moment, as if their long-awaited target had finally appeared, and they were all on high alert.
Only Bai Yulong, seated in the Yin-Yang Cave Heaven, showed no fighting spirit. After all, he had no interest in being his elder brother's punching bag. Regarding Zhou Xingdou's appearance, he merely gave him a mental thumbs up and whispered in an extremely low voice:
"As expected of my older brother, he really knows how to show off!"
Zhou Xingdou, who stood atop the Xuantian Altar, naturally noticed Bai Yulong, but he did not greet him. Instead, like Xuanjizi, he slightly cupped his hands in greeting to the four directions.
However, what he wanted to say was not the polite words from before, but rather a direct and straightforward statement:
"I imagine you are all waiting for me to appear today, eager to fight me. Well then, I won't beat around the bush. If anyone wishes to fight..."
At this point, Zhou Xingdou lowered his hands, looked indifferently at the Crown Prince of the Underworld, the youth from the Sword Domain, and the Buddha's Son of Ten Thousand Buddhas, then paused before turning his attention to Bai Yulong:
"If anyone wants to fight, they'll have to get past Bai Yulong first. I have no interest in fighting with nobodies."
Bai Yulong's expression changed drastically upon hearing this. What did it have to do with him? He instantly realized that his older brother had probably heard what he said. He regretted it so much that he wanted to slap himself. Why did he say such nonsense?
The old man who came with Bai Yulong and sat in the main seat showed a hint of amusement. He did not stop them, but was even somewhat tempted.
Before Bai Yulong could react, the Buddha's disciple, Wanfo, stepped forward from his seat in the Buddhist realm, a smile appearing on his handsome face with red lips and white teeth:
Why is Zhou Daozi trying to shift the blame eastward? Could it be... he's afraid?
The voice of the Buddha of Ten Thousand Buddhas was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
As he spoke, he slowly raised his long, narrow, and dazzling golden eyes, staring fearlessly at Zhou Xingdou, who stood imposingly in the void, as if deliberately provoking him.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xingdou raised an eyebrow slightly and then turned his gaze to the uninvited guest—Wanfo Buddha's disciple.
Zhou Xingdou's pupil power is now so profound that even though the aura around Wanfo Buddha's son is perfectly round and flawless, he can still see that he has reached the level of minor accomplishment in Buddhism. He has probably already stepped into the level of an enlightened Arhat in Buddhism, which is the realm of a Great Sage.
Indeed, some capitalists are making clamor.
However, Bai Yulong, whose expression had just changed drastically, suddenly spoke up towards the seats in the Buddhist domain:
"Baldy, what are you barking about, you bastard! Are you looking down on me?"
Bai Yulong's action undoubtedly startled the originally calm and composed Buddha Wanfo. He looked at Bai Yulong with some confusion, wondering if this person was mentally ill.
After all, in Wanfo's eyes, his actions were a way to help Bai Yulong out of a predicament. Otherwise, given Bai Yulong's age and cultivation level, it would have been like throwing an egg against a rock, whether he was fighting against the Sword Domain, the Underworld Palace, or himself.
Bai Yulong actually wanted to just keep quiet and lower his head, but his grandfather, who had come with him, wanted him to be tempered, and he didn't dare to upset his old man. After all, when his father beat him in the future, he would need his grandfather to protect him.
Moreover, he was relying on his grandfather to win back his losses, so even though he knew he was no match, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and come out.
Furthermore, Zhou Xingdou is, after all, his boss. This bald monk actually said that his boss was afraid. Bai Yulong would not allow that.
However, Bai Yulong wasn't stupid. He was much younger than his peers present, and his cultivation level was naturally lower, having only just entered the Saint realm. He immediately started cursing at the Buddha's disciple, Wanfo:
"Bald monk, do you dare to suppress your cultivation level and fight me!"
At this moment, everyone present looked at Bai Yulong with some strange eyes. Although most of the people present today were from the Primordial Dao Domain, they all knew a little about the immortal forces in the world.
Although Yin Yang Cave Heaven is immortal, it is still somewhat inferior to the Buddhist Realm. Yet now it is insulting the disciples of Wanfo Temple by calling them "bald monks." Aren't they afraid that the Buddhist Realm will hold a grudge?
Sure enough, not to mention the Buddha's son, even the Heavenly Buddha Venerable couldn't help but look at Bai Yulong with a gloomy expression.
It's one thing for the Underworld Palace to call their Wanfo Temple a bald monk, but after all, the Underworld Palace once suppressed Buddhism and banned Zen, so people in the Buddhist community are indeed somewhat afraid of them.
Moreover, the person who spoke was the Underworld Protector, the second-in-command of the Underworld Palace, who at least had the right to call him a bald donkey.
But Bai Yulong was ultimately just a junior, and Yin Yang Cave was far weaker than the Buddhist Wanfo Temple.
Bai Yulong's insults have made Tianfozun wonder if it's because their Buddhist realm has been inactive for too long, and everyone feels they can call someone a bald donkey and everyone wants to kick them while they're down.
On the contrary, Bai Yulong's grandfather seemed quite pleased with his grandson's arrogance, nodding frequently as he looked at Bai Yulong, revealing a hint of pride.
"Amitabha Buddha, do you, benefactor, find these words of the divine son of Yin Yang Grotto Heaven impolite?"
The Buddha's head shone brightly with Buddhist light, his hands were clasped together, and a grand Buddhist chant pointed directly to the Yin-Yang Cave Heaven.
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