Wang Ye, Overwhelmingly Dominant

Seeing Wang Ye, Guanyin froze for a moment. For some reason, the determination and defiance in this young man's eyes moved even her.

But—

Guanyin smiled mockingly. No matter how great his perseverance was, he would still be nothing more than an ant in the end.

Wang Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and tightened his grip on the Ghost Messenger Blade. Feeling the boundless, surging energy within him, he sensed that after entering the so-called Buddha Realm, his strength had undergone a world-shaking transformation.

Now—

If he entered the Seal God Formation again and killed those so-called Eighteen Star Lords, he could emerge unscathed within an hour at most.

Sure enough, as his strength grew, the changes brought by every increase in realm were terrifying as well.

He suddenly felt fortunate.

Fortunately, he had used a clone to follow Maitreya before, and when he provoked Maitreya in the Wasteland, he had not pursued him too relentlessly. Otherwise, it might truly have been easy for Maitreya to kill him.

But this also showed just how absurdly powerful the so-called Buddha was.

Just casually leaving behind a little power of qi and blood was enough to create a Buddha.

Of course, this was also related to Wang Ye's prior accumulation.

Although his strength had advanced quickly, after every breakthrough, he would always plunge into battle after battle!

His combat experience had become unimaginably rich.

As for—

At this point, everyone had their own so-called faith. When he broke through, he too had gained an understanding.

Only—

Thinking of his own faith, Wang Ye fell silent. In the end, he smiled and shook his head.

Perhaps this was his true heart.

At that moment, the distant space rippled again. Wang Ye's expression changed slightly, and his face instantly