"Amitabha Buddha!"
A hoarse Buddhist chant emanated from The Thunderclap Monastery, as a streak of cyan light blossomed in the void, a cyan lamp flickered gently, and an aged monk stepped out from nothingness.
"Greetings to Randeng Buddha."
Various Bodhisattvas Buddha placed their palms together and chanted the Buddha's name in unison. The originally trembling minds stabilized with Randeng Buddha's appearance.
"Randeng?"
Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed towards Randeng Buddha, a sinister smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
"At last, someone who can make decisions has appeared."
Ye Xuan's fingers were pressed against Duobao Tathagata's Heavenly Spirit, smiling as he looked at Randeng. He could tell at a glance that Randeng Buddha's Cultivation was at the Daluo Peak, but the aura was obscure and unfathomable, especially the cyan lamp on his shoulder, which faintly instilled a sense of threat in him.
