Fang Xing's intention to abduct the Buddha's Child and his entrapment in the Pure Land, like a massive stone, stirred an overwhelming wave across the Divine Land. The cultivators of the Divine Land were already curious, pondering where the little monster had gone nowadays. Usually, he would be idle every day, either sitting on the roof of the mountain palace singing folk songs at the top of his lungs or riding at the village gate, glancing far into the Divine Land or Demon State's domain, occasionally hurling some sarcasm and picking fights. However, for a good four or five days, he had not shown up, even declining Master Fu Su's invitation for a discussion. Some old acquaintances who had recently entered the Demon Abyss from the Demon Land or the Northern and Central Regions of the Divine Land were received by Chu Ci in his stead.
It was not until now that all the cultivators suddenly realized…
