"Stop fighting, stop fighting! Something's happening!"
The Great Emperor of the North Pole's expression turned solemn as he looked at the scene behind him, and he hurriedly spoke.
"Even if something is happening today, I'm killing you first, you idiot!"
"How dare you act tough with me!"
Wang Ye said viciously, throwing another punch like a fiend.
This tragedy continued for another five minutes or so before Wang Ye finally rose to his feet, still unsatisfied. He stretched lazily. "That felt good!"
Meanwhile, the Great Emperor of the North Pole lay on the ground in utter despair, no longer even wanting to get up.
Only then did Wang Ye have time to turn around and look at Leiyin Temple. His body instantly froze. He forced out a stiff smile and mechanically waved. "Heh heh heh... it worked."
The six Tathagatas on the wall had all opened their eyes. They stared at Wang Ye in shock, as though they wanted to see through him and properly study what sort of ruthless monster he was.
Even Maitreya's mouth twitched slightly.
He seemed to regret capturing this guy and bringing him in.
"Did you... succeed?"
Wang Ye asked cautiously.
Maitreya slowly shook his head within Leiyin Temple. "Not yet, but we've gained the upper hand and temporarily suppressed my Patriarch."
"We have a chance to catch our breath."
"This suppression was easier than I expected."
"I can't shake the feeling that something is wrong."
As he spoke, Maitreya's expression grew increasingly grave. He did not look relieved in the slightest, his brows faintly furrowed.
According to his previous calculations, their chance of success had been around ten percent. That had already been the limit of what he could achieve.
Yet unexpectedly, they had suppressed the Buddha Patriarch with ease.
There was definitely a