The sarira of Ci Hang's chief elder landed right in front of Ning Chenxin.
It's hard to imagine—the grudge between Ning Chenxin and the Buddhist Sect has been festering since the very beginning of his cultivation path, and it continues to this very moment.
Twice now, he's stormed into the Buddhist Sects of both the Wilderness Realm and the Chaos Realm, shattering them to pieces every time.
What's more, Ning Chenxin follows the path of Confucianism and the Dao; he's got absolutely nothing to do with Buddhism—not even the slightest bit.
And yet, right at his side, the Son of Buddha, a disciple of the Buddhist Sect, just stands there gazing longingly.
And now—this relic of ancient Buddhist might, Ci Hang's chief elder's sarira, falls straight into his lap.
Who the hell is he supposed to argue with about this?
Just look at Ku Chan Demon Buddha—his eyes are red with fury, veins bulging across his twisted face, black mists crawling beneath his skin, as if he's gone completely mad.
