Due to preconceived notions, Li Huowang had always assumed the followers of the Ao Jing Sect were worshippers of Bahu. Only now did he realize this wasn't the case; he had guessed wrong—absurdly wrong.
After mulling it over for a few moments, Li Huowang, unable to make sense of what Shou San had said, spoke again.
"What makes you think you can steal Bahu's power? Do you really not sense how powerful it is? You're not even ants in its presence!"
Even though Li Huowang couldn't recall what it looked like anymore, he could still comprehend its immense power. It was definitely not something a few mortals could challenge.
Shou San, with determination in his gaze, looked directly at Li Huowang. "And why not? If the Divine Bovine can do it, so can we."
The image of the statue shrouded in flames from the Cross Temple flashed through Li Huowang's mind. Was that statue once a mortal?
Ignoring Li Huowang's thoughts, Shou San continued speaking as if to himself.
