The world had nine million Taoist Soldiers and thirty-six Venerables, with countless Returning Void True Monarchs.
However, Buddha State was like a cesspool. Once exploded, it would dirty the entire world; any mortal might be enlightened by the Buddha Ancestor in their sleep and then countless temples would spring up like bamboo after rain.
For Huayang, eradicating a huge hidden danger was more important than stability, as the Buddhist Sect had the foundation to shake the rule of the Daoist Sect.
As for Yun Miao, this Carefree Daoist was more inclined towards stability, as only then there would be peace.
The three people present sought radically different societies for humanity over eight hundred years; now was the era of peace under Yun Miao.
Yun Miao and Huayang looked toward Qingcang, seeing this peerless True Immortal whose formidable reputation made it hard for people of the world to breathe. Unbeknownst to them, he had started sewing his Daoist robe again.
