Gao Zhengyang stood on the platform and glanced at the crowd below. He could not help but feel emotional.
The emperors of the Seven Kingdoms, the Barbarian Alliance Leader, the Taoist Sect Leader, and many others gathered below the platform. It could be said that the most powerful cultivators in the human world were all here.
These cultivators, no matter what they thought, could only look up at him from below.
Gao Zhengyang was very emotional. He had used 20 years to become the most powerful cultivator in the world. At this moment, his fame and power had reached an unprecedented peak.
If he had not seen the vastness of the universe, he would have been addicted to it. However, compared to the vast world, the human world was like a small village. It was great to be a village tyrant in the village, but compared to the vast world outside, it was nothing.
"This is only the first step in the long journey of the new era..."
When Gao Zhengyang thought of the immeasurable future, his mind couldn't help but focus. The pride and complacency that he had felt earlier also disappeared without a trace.
However, he was not afraid. Instead, he was full of desire for the endless future. To him, only the unpredictable and unknown future was interesting and meaningful.
If everything was under control, how boring would that kind of life be!
For example, today, he did not know what kind of show the Devil Race had arranged!
Thinking of this, Gao Zhengyang stopped his wandering thoughts and said to the people below, "The Great Light Temple has only been established for a few years. It is its honor to be able to welcome all of you. As for all of you who have come from afar, I would like to express my gratitude... "
Gao Zhengyang spoke casually, but his attitude was polite. This surprised the emperors and cultivators below. This was not his style in the past.
However, no matter what they thought, when Gao Zhengyang spoke, no one dared to whisper. Even Feng Xing, the emperor of the Wind Nation, who hated Gao Zhengyang to the bone, had to put on a fake smile.
In front of Gao Zhengyang, Feng Xing did not have the guts to use his divine sense to communicate. He did not dare to have any contact with the Devil Race.
On the other hand, she had the charm of a Saint. Under the pressure of Gao Zhengyang's might, she could still maintain her composure. Her gaze was somewhat casual.
Although they had made an agreement with the Devil Race in advance, Gao Zhengyang had already appeared, but the Devil Race had yet to make any moves. This made Charm feel a little uneasy.
In fact, she was not optimistic about the Devil Race's plan.
Almost all the strongest people in the Mortal World were here. Even if the Devil Race army turned out in full force, they would not be able to gain any advantage. In this complicated situation, as long as the Devil Race did not occupy an absolute advantage, no one would dare to stand out to help the Devil Race.
On the other hand, Gao Zhengyang seemed to have roped in a few more barbarian experts. The Flying Swallow Sword, Yan Shisan, was said to be an old friend of his. Right now, his aura seemed to be faintly discernible like smoke, giving off an unfathomable feeling. Even if he wasn't a saint, he was only a step away from it.
There was also the young man whom Gao Zhengyang had spoken to just now. He carried two swords on his back and looked very heroic and extraordinary. She didn't know where he came from.
One had to know what kind of person Gao Zhengyang was. Even the emperors of the six states and Lu Jiuyuan of the Dao Sect were ignored by him, but he specifically spoke a few words to Bai Xinyuan.
Charm felt that this was definitely not as simple as a friendship.
While she was sizing him up, Bai Xinyuan sensed it. Their gazes crossed each other's without a sound.
Bai Xinyuan's gaze was as sharp as a blade. Charm felt a chill in her heart when her gaze flickered. She couldn't help but be even more surprised. This young man's sword intent was pure and sharp. He could already be on par with her. Could he also be a Sword Saint?
Charm felt that it was incredible. Yan Shisan had been famous for a long time. He had long been one of the three famous swordsmen in the world. It was reasonable for him to become a Sword Saint. How old was this Bai Xinyuan? How could he become a Sword Saint?
The sword was the blade of victory. It was the simplest weapon, but also the most difficult to master.
Charm had unparalleled talent in the Sword Dao. She had cultivated wholeheartedly for hundreds of years. She only became a Sword Saint after the change in the world's essence qi.
She knew how difficult the path of the Sword Dao was. She couldn't accept the sudden emergence of two Sword Saints.
However, if Yan Shisan and Bai Xinyuan were both Sword Saints, the situation wouldn't be good!
Charm didn't have much confidence in the Demon Race's plan. Now that she realized that the situation wasn't right, she felt even more uneasy.
She also knew that she was scared after being beaten by Gao Zhengyang. She already had a deep reverence for him from the bottom of her heart. When she thought about becoming enemies with him, she was already a little afraid.
That was why her imagination ran wild and her mind was uneasy.
Charm really wanted to talk to the Purple Dream of the Demon Race and report the latest situation to him. She also wanted to confirm the overall plan of the Demon Race.
Unfortunately, no matter what she thought, she couldn't leave now. She could only suppress the uneasiness in her heart and wait for the changes.
Gao Zhengyang was at the peak of his excitement. He didn't have the mood to care about the changes in Charm's emotions.
He said, "Today's grand opening ceremony is actually a grand ceremony of our Buddhist sect. 6,000 years ago, the senior monks of the Buddhist sects left behind the 10 sects of the Buddhist sects. Since then, the legacy has been passed down without end. For the past 6,000 years, the 10 sects have encouraged and promoted each other, allowing the Buddhist sects to flourish day by day … "
Gao Zhengyang briefly reviewed the history of the Buddhist sects and said in a deep voice, "But today, the era has reincarnated and the Fiend race has invaded, causing the world to change drastically. Our Buddhist sects also have to adapt to the situation. Therefore, the 10 sects merged to form the Buddhist sect. From then on, there were no more differences between sects. Therefore, all Buddhist disciples are one family! "
At this point, Gao Zhengyang smiled. "When the Buddhist sect was first formed, my Martial Uncle, Venerable Wu Xiang, became the sect master and managed all the affairs of the Buddhist sect. I, on the other hand, withdrew from the Heart Buddha Sect … "
Upon hearing this news, an uncontrollable uproar broke out below.
The news of the 10 sects of the Buddhist sects merging was only known by an extremely small number of people. It was the first time most of them had heard of it. What surprised them was that Gao Zhengyang actually didn't want to be the Sect Master, but gave the position of Sect Master to Wu Xiang instead.
What was even more surprising was that Gao Zhengyang actually withdrew from the Heart Buddha Sect.
Most people were shocked and at a loss. They could not figure out what Gao Zhengyang was trying to do.
Gao Zhengyang did not intend to explain and invited Wu Xiang up the stage.
Wu Xiang was wearing a big yellow monk robe with cloud socks and clean shoes. He was dressed solemnly.
Under everyone's gaze, Red Sun Dharma King personally carried the Dharma Crown, Kasaya, and Buddhist Staff.
Gao Zhengyang personally carried the Kasaya and helped Wu Xiang to put it on. He then passed the Ten Buddha Dharma Crown and the Nine Tin Buddhist Staff to Wu Xiang.
When Wu Xiang was done wearing the Ten Buddha Dharma Crown and holding the Nine Tin Buddhist Staff, his aura changed again.
The original nine sect masters went up the stage together and bowed to Wu Xiang, chanting the name of Buddha.
At this moment, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the dark clouds in the sky. Golden sunlight shone down like a pillar of light and landed on Wu Xiang's body.
Millions of golden flowers sprinkled down from the sky. For a moment, the heavenly flowers were like rain and the fragrance was pleasing.
The dark clouds in the sky quietly dissipated. There seemed to be a huge golden Buddha figure in the sky, chanting scriptures in a low voice. It seemed to be blessing Wu Xiang, but also seemed to be praising and congratulating him.
That faint and majestic voice merged with the chanting of millions of people, resounding throughout the world.
This solemn and sacred scene was transmitted to every corner of Fire City through dozens of huge water mirrors, and it was broadcast to the eyes of millions of people.
Even if they were not followers of Buddhism, seeing this scene with their own eyes, it was unknown how many people's hearts were shaken, as if it was the first time they had seen the true meaning of Buddhism. They felt as if their minds were being washed by water, and they suddenly came to their senses. They immediately knelt down and cried bitterly.
Such miraculous methods were naturally useless against the strong.
The strong who could not stand Gao Zhengyang secretly curled their lips, showing disdain for his tricks.
But there were also some who had ulterior motives and were a little worried.
Even the gloomy Feng Xing could not help but worry. Although Gao Zhengyang's method of brainwashing was brutal, it was extremely effective. Moreover, the power of the grand formation that shrouded the world also represented Gao Zhengyang's control over Fire City.
Under such circumstances, what else could the Devil Race do? Feng Xing expressed his deep doubts.
The ceremony ended very quickly. Wu Xiang and the other strong Buddhist Sect did not even say anything and left in a line.
Soon, only Gao Zhengyang was left on the podium.
He said with a face full of smiles, "The opening ceremony should have been grander. But considering the difficulties of the world, we might as well keep everything simple. Next, I have an even more important matter to announce … "
Just as Gao Zhengyang's voice faded, a thunderclap resounded in the sky.
The purplish-red lightning that traversed the sky also changed the color of the world.
The expressions of the people below the podium tightened. This situation did not seem right!
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