Chapter 865: Buddhist Faction Formations
He had returned to the Sheng River.
Chen Changsheng could finally take a close look at what exactly made its waters so different.
Yet, even after standing on the bank and staring for a long time, he could not see anything amiss aside from the rushing current.
But the problem definitely had to lie here.
"Just what kind of Divine Abilities..."
Chen Changsheng pondered the question, unable to make sense of it.
To separate two places, erase memories, and induce delusions—in the eyes of most cultivators, such Divine Abilities should not belong to the Righteous Path.
But truthfully, Cultivation had not distinguished between righteous and demonic in ancient times. It was nothing more than marching forward for the sake of Cultivation; the victor prevailed, so how could there be good and evil?
The current anomaly in the Sheng River was perhaps a product of ancient Arts and Techniques—what many cultivators would call a secret method.