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Another ten days later, in the center of a secluded valley within the Netherworld Palace shrouded by large quantities of fog, a white-robed monk sat in deep meditation. Energy billowed from him in a continuous wave. He seemed to possess incredible cultivation.
Suddenly, the monk's eyes opened wide. He waved a hand, dispelling the fog in the valley. He looked up at the sky to see a red-robed man floating in the air, none other than the Netherworld Pope himself.
"Peach Buddha, you've grown quite a bit stronger—but no matter how strong you grow, the law of this hidden realm prevents you from advancing past the rank of Heaven Immortal." The Netherworld Pope sneered.
The monk was, of course, the Peach Buddha. He slowly stood up. "Even Heaven Immortals differ in strength. Among Heaven Immortals, I am invincible."
"Is that so? Let me see how strong the combined power of the twelve Earthly Branches is, then."
The Peach Buddha waved a hand. Large quantities of black fog appeared behind him. By the time it dissipated, twelve...
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