The Great Buddha consists of thirteen layers in total.
Qin Yu silently went to the thirteenth floor, while many masters who had been mixed in the Blood Refining Secret Realm for many years were on the twelfth, with the fifth, sixth, and seventh floors holding the most people.
Puchi, a remnant shadow of a Flying Feather Spirit Sword swept across, the blade returned to hand, a handsome youth flicked the sword to shed blood, the tip of the sword gathered Cold Light, blood stained his splendid clothes as he lifted his head to look towards the top of the Great Buddha, slight frown forming.
This Blood Refining Space is self-contained; over the years, countless individuals have broken through here, a mere breakthrough from Nascent Soul Stage to out-of-body stage is nothing special.
But this commotion is rarely seen.
It always feels somewhat different from others.
This Heavenly Tribulation, especially bears a divine majesty, as if brewing something.
What could it be?
