As he said this, Great Master Lingbao's lips curled with a hint of self-mockery. He looked down on the current Bodhisattva Lingji, but mocked himself even more.
Because he knew that the Buddhist Sect's Bodhisattva Lingji standing before him was none other than himself, Great Master Lingbao.
Only Bodhisattva Lingji believed that he, Great Master Lingbao, was an impostor. "Is this all the ambition you have?"
Lingji muttered Lingbao's words to himself, his expression gradually darkening. Impersonating him was one thing, but looking down on him as well? If you despised him so much, why impersonate him? Was it fun? Lingji reached out, and the Flying Dragon Treasure Staff appeared in his hand.
Lingbao looked at the Flying Dragon Treasure Staff in Lingji's hand and said calmly, "Lingji, is this why you betrayed Chanjiao and joined the Western Sect?"
"Seeking death!"
Lingji was thoroughly enraged.
This impostor before him was simply courting death.
The Flying Dragon Treasure Staff left his hand and transformed into an eight-clawed golden dragon that charged at Lingbao.
The Demon Subduing Sword appeared in Lingbao's hand. With one slash, he forced back the eight-clawed golden dragon. Lingbao's figure swiftly vanished, leaving behind a sentence that lingered between heaven and earth.
It remained for a long time without fading.
"Lingji, we will meet again. When we do, This Poor Daoist will take your dog life and show you the consequences of betraying Chanjiao!"
The eight-clawed golden dragon transformed back into the Flying Dragon Treasure Staff and fell into his hand. Lingji glared viciously at the spot where Lingbao had vanished and grumbled, "Damn it, he got away."
This trial—
It had clearly been arranged for him.
And now?
The trial had passed.
He had gained nothing from it and had even suffered losses.
Even the disciples under