Liuli Buddha wore a smile on his face, his tone gentle, even using the word "please."
However, to Yun Wujie, those smiling eyes were more piercing and dangerous than arrows shot from the Sun-shooting Divine Bow.
Looking at Liuli Buddha, Yun Wujie suddenly heard the ethereal and vast chanting, and felt like a sinner, condemned by all, unable to atone even in death, almost feeling unworthy to live in the world.
He suddenly stood up, only wanting to rush to Liuli Buddha, kneel and cry to repent, pleading guilty with his life.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
The sound of several bells exploded in his ears, making him shudder, and he finally regained clarity. Looking at Liuli Buddha again, his heart was full of fear and anger.
"Does the Buddha think there is no one in the Jiushan Realm to stand against him?"
Zheng Fa stared at Liuli Buddha and asked with a frown.
