"You lost out, didn't you?"
"Not exactly."
In the Purple Cloud Palace, Lu Xuan pinched the bridge of his nose, a headache coming on.
"To be honest, the power of an Enlightened One was beyond my imagination."
The Blind Daoist chuckled lightly.
"Even the Ancient Ones possessed abilities that defied common sense and logic. What did you expect from an Enlightened One?"
Lu Xuan spread his hands, a look of resignation on his face.
This time, he had indeed lost out a bit.
Amitabha Buddha's power was beyond his imagination. That wisp of Buddhist light permeated all past and present Years. It didn't just pioneer his Supreme Profound Clarity into a world of its own; as Time saturated everything, the imprints where Lu Xuan's consciousness had once descended—and even his incarnations—were all stripped of their awareness and absorbed into that [Profound Purity Realm].
This included Profound Yellow, Nine Nether, and even Sakyamuni Buddha.
