"It was decent enough, except the soul was not completely compatible."
"His strength had been weakened for no reason."
"And most of the body had been pieced together. Still, for a mortal to achieve this much was already the limit."
The Buddha was still evaluating him.
Wang Ye stood proudly in the air, not even interested in commenting on this stitched-together thing before him.
"You are correct."
"But with this broken body, trapping the two of you for three years will be enough."
Lu Qing spoke slowly, showing no frustration at the Buddha's assessment.
That terrifying spiritual power rapidly contracted, then suddenly tore open a rift in the void. Ghostly energy surged wildly from his body, and even the clear sky darkened at that instant.
In the distance, Zhao Hai still faced off against the three Six Imperials. Yet none of them intended to make a move; they merely watched in silence.
"Heh."
"You intend to rely on the Dao Ancestor's meager spiritual power?"
"That is rather laughable."
The Buddha said.
But Wang Ye's indifferent gaze fell upon the Buddha. "Stop acting. It is terribly boring."
"Since we have been invited, what harm is there in staying for three years?"
"However—"
"Sealing the two of us will come at a price."
Wang Ye calmly looked at Lu Qing as he spoke.
The Buddha, meanwhile, seemed somewhat bored, though he still wore a smile.
Neither of them appeared particularly surprised by Lu Qing's actions. Instead, they seemed rather willing to go along with them.
"Of course."
"Perhaps the two of you have other schemes, but all I am fighting for is time."
"No matter how many plans there are, once I am gone, there will naturally be descendants to bear them."
"Today."
"I, Lu Qing, boldly invite Wang Ye and the