Buddha Lord vs. Demon Emperor

As the soft sigh rang out, a massive golden palm appeared out of thin air and slammed toward the iron staff.

Boom!

The dull collision echoed across the heavens.

The iron staff was sent flying, and the golden palm vanished.

The Demon Emperor stood suspended in the air, his restored iron staff resting across his right shoulder as he stared into the void ahead.

Below, Mount Sumeru had already descended into chaos.

The Demon Emperor's attack had utterly shattered Mount Sumeru's tranquility of countless ages.

"Demon Emperor, what do you mean by attacking my Mount Sumeru?" The Buddha Lord looked at the Demon Emperor, every one of his faces devoid of joy or sorrow.

The Demon Emperor sneered, pointing his iron staff at the Buddha Lord. "You old Buddha Lord, while I was in seclusion, those bald monks of Mount Sumeru actually attacked the Royal Family of Beasts. Do you dare say you weren't behind it?"

What the Demon Emperor referred to was the matter of Futuo the Venerable.

The Buddha Lord's original order had been for Futuo the Venerable to find the murderer who had killed Wuxiang the Demon Monk.

By attacking the Royal Family of Beasts, Futuo the Venerable had gotten his wish and found the culprit.

Then, he had brought a disaster of heaven-piercing proportions upon Mount Sumeru...

"Amitabha." The Buddha Lord recited a Buddhist invocation. "There was indeed such a matter."

The customers watching the livestream wore astonished expressions.

"No way, the Buddha Lord actually admitted it just like that?" The Magic Ape found it hard to believe.

"Though I'm a little surprised too, that is indeed the truth." Yu Wei nodded.

"After the Buddha Lord admits it, if he offers compensation or something, wouldn't that mean there's no reason left to fight?" Hu Kuang could