Inheritance

Back in Tianhuang Mainland, Monk Daming had seen Ming Zhen.

Despite Monk Daming's Dao Heart cultivation, after he exchanged glances with Ming Zhen, he averted his gaze instinctively, lamenting, "The enraged gaze of a Vajra can't match the lowered gaze of a Bodhisattva."

Even Monk Daming had to bow down to Ming Zhen in terms of attainments in Buddhism—it was clear how deep Ming Zhen's attainments in Buddhism were.

It was only logical that Ming Zhen could ascend to the Pure Land of Bliss.

However, Su Zimo had not expected Ming Zhen to come to Avici!

"Patron, you are…"

Ming Zhen looked at the Martial Dao Prime Body.

Ming Zhen knew of the existence of the Martial Dao Prime Body. However, he had never seen the latter wear the Mara Mask and did not recognize him immediately.

"He's Desolate Martial."

With his back facing the two fairies, Su Zimo looked at Ming Zhen and winked as he spoke.