Outside the small courtyard, the setting sun descended in the west. The fiery red glow of the twilight rolled over the horizon; it was fierce but not dazzling, conveying a sense of peaceful times.
The voice of the Banished Immortal slowly fell behind him, and in an instant, the people who had been looking at Sanzang and Shenming with hostility and competitiveness erupted into uproar...
Many faces filled with jealousy and envy.
They had thought they were competitors, never imagining that these two would directly receive a summons. It was truly like ascending to the heavens in a single step, unlike the rest who had to slowly climb up step by step, only hoping for a decent end, to successfully join the Holy Land and become a part of it. If so, they would die without regrets.
However, at the same time, some beings in the crowd looked somewhat astonished.
