"Thank me?"
Su Bai's thoughts raced.
Had this bald monk been beaten senseless, or was there some other hidden twist?
Just moments ago, he had wanted nothing more than to tear him to pieces. Yet now, he was calmly thanking him?
He carefully observed Wutian Buddha. His eyes were as still as an ancient well, his expression solemn and dignified, and the Buddhist light around his body was gentle and pure. The towering demonic nature and violent killing intent from before seemed as though they had never existed.
This did not seem feigned. It was more like some kind of shift in state?
Just as Su Bai was about to speak and probe further or question him—
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Three incomparably powerful Escape Lights, each with a distinct aura yet all having reached the Peak Deity Transformation realm, shot up from different parts of the Buddhist Capital below. In the blink of an eye, they reached the high skies and landed steadily beside Wutian Buddha in a triangular formation.
They vaguely shielded Wutian, whose aura was still fluctuating, at the center, confronting Su Bai.
The three newcomers possessed extraordinary bearing. They were also highly revered figures within the Buddhist Kingdom, supreme experts surpassed only by Wutian Buddha.
The one on the left wore plain white Bodhisattva robes and had a compassionate countenance. Behind him, the phantom images of a thousand golden arms faintly opened and closed.
In the palm of every arm was a slightly opened Dharma Eye, exuding an aura that seemed capable of seeing through all things.
He was Thousand-Hand Bodhisattva, famed throughout the Buddhist Kingdom for his Thousand-Hand Divine Ability and his comprehension of the Law of Metal.
The man on the right was built like an iron tower. His upper body was bare, his knotted