Self-Contradiction

Before everyone's eyes, the bronze Buddha statue directly shoved one of its arms into its heart and squeezed hard.

After making that motion, the bronze Buddha statue seemed to grow much weaker. Even its eyelids drooped heavily, as though it might fall asleep at any moment.

It was hard to imagine a Buddha statue having such a rich expression on its face.

Following the statue's actions, the corpse that had already been torn into pieces rose once more. Its head opened its eyes, while the scattered body parts healed at incredible speed, giving neither Wang Ye nor Maitreya another chance to strike.

And—

Unlike before, the old monk gradually became younger this time. His body was crystal-clear, and his aura was even stronger.

Most importantly—

The confusion in his eyes had vanished, and he seemed far more rational.

"Maitreya, have you truly reached this point?"

The old monk moved his body a little, looked at Maitreya with some helplessness in his eyes, and spoke.

Maitreya's expression did not change, but he frowned slightly.

He dared say that he could remember the name and face of anyone from Spirit Mountain, even a mere sweeper.

Let alone someone who would be considered an expert even within the Buddha Realm.

There was absolutely no such person!

Even if there were, he should have been a hidden trump card of the Buddha, someone who had never appeared before the public.

Yet judging by this man's tone, he seemed to know Maitreya very well.

"This humble monk does not seem to know you."

Maitreya calmly looked at the monk before him and said slowly.

The monk smiled and shook his head. "Everything in this world has cause and effect. By coming here uninvited today, you have already planted the cause. Between cause and effect, does