The message-transmitting flying sword had been chasing for an unknown amount of time and eventually flew into the grand formation of the Buddhist realm's Buddhist Disciple, sparking endless speculation.

For a moment, everyone looked at Yuan Xiang with suspicion in their eyes, and their doubts deepened as they gazed at the grand formation below.

Yuan Xiang remained silent for a moment before saying, "This is a matter of the Buddhist realm. I hope everyone here will form a good relationship."

A bear-like man stepped forward, laughing heartily, "I love forming good relationships with Buddhism. With such a large palace, a few bald... monks probably can't handle it alone. Let us lend you a hand!"