Wu Tian Declines

Luo Chuan's figure vanished into the white radiance of the portal.

Whether it was the Buddha Lord, the Demon Emperor, or the monks of Mount Sumeru, all of them heaved a sigh of relief.

While Luo Chuan had been here, they had not even dared to speak loudly.

Perhaps that was the imposing aura naturally carried by the strong.

Of course, it was even more likely that, after hearing the rumors about Luo Chuan, these people had filled in the gaps with their own imaginations.

"Gone, gone." The Demon Emperor placed the shrunken iron rod into his ear and streaked into the distance as a beam of golden light. At the same time, wild laughter resounded across the heavens. "This Emperor will be waiting for you at Origin Mall!"

Wu Tian and the Buddha Lord watched the Demon Emperor depart, neither speaking for a long while.

The three cannon-fodder Buddha Patriarchs had finally broken free of the seal the Demon Emperor had placed on them.

They came to the Buddha Lord's side.

As they looked at Wu Tian in the distance, their expressions were complicated.

Both were among Mount Sumeru's Four Great Buddha Patriarchs, yet Wu Tian had already reached the Buddha Lord's level of strength.

Although Wu Tian had always been the strongest among the Four Great Buddha Patriarchs, he had never been this absurdly powerful.

But now?

After making one trip to Origin Mall, he had soared straight to the half-step Saint realm!

It made them green with envy.

At the same time, their hearts were filled with resentment toward Futuo the Venerable and his disciple.

Were the two of you idiots? You just had to provoke Origin Mall. Now look at this—the relationship between Mount Sumeru and Origin Mall had plunged straight to freezing point.

They had