But honestly, we still had too few people.
Although the Great Living Buddha had gathered over a thousand Iron Rod Lamas, and Yangjin had brought the Tumba Family's guards as well, they were all ordinary people. It was hard to say how much fighting strength they would have in this battle.
Of course, our strength was not to be underestimated either. At the very least, Ying Gou, Erha, and the Time-Space Houn were no weaker than the Twelve Main Gods of Mount Olympus.
As for the two cardinals, they looked like fools to me—full of themselves, yet without any real ability.
The Doctor sighed. "What a pity. If only the gifted beings I revived were here. There might not have been many of them, but their combat strength definitely wouldn't be inferior to those so-called minor gods. Even those two cardinals might not be their match."
I could not help thinking of Yang Jian and that monkey. Among the gifted beings he had revived, I had only met Yang Jian and the monkey. Oh, and there was one more—the "Guiguzi" he had revived. I felt that the one he revived was merely one of Guiguzi's avatars, but I had no idea how many avatars Guiguzi had. I had already grown numb to such questions.
I only felt that his presence was everywhere I went.
I smiled and asked, "Doctor, is that Guiguzi you revived powerful?"
His old face reddened slightly. He must have realized it long ago. After all, I had encountered Guiguzi twice since coming here, and judging from what I had seen, this Guiguzi might even be the original.
Just then, a voice came from outside the cave.
"Is Jiang Xiaobai here?" The voice sounded familiar, and I immediately thought of someone—a young man who had once frightened