Boss Wang's Fury (3)

At this moment, the scene of Spirit Mountain was also frozen in place.

Every expression was clearly etched onto each face.

At first, Wang Ye had believed that these three pages were merely an illusion, incapable of constructing a vast, real map.

And the shifting scenes had confirmed his guess.

So he had essentially been following the rhythm of the three pages all along, until

Lu Wu's incident occurred.

That gave him an entirely new understanding of these three pages.

Now,

the only uncertainty was whether these three pages possessed a certain degree of intelligence themselves, or whether someone was controlling them from behind the scenes.

Of course, Wang Ye still believed the former was more likely.

Because he truly could not imagine who could silently remain by his side, accurately grasp the pattern of every time he activated the illusion, and even manipulate it remotely.

Wang Ye was already standing on Spirit Mountain with the Ghost Messenger Blade in hand.

"What I'm more curious about is whether, if I kill Maitreya here,"

"the real Maitreya will disappear."

"That's really something to look forward to."

Wang Ye sneered and walked step by step toward Maitreya.

At that moment, Maitreya was in the main hall of Leiyin Temple.

There was no Buddha seated upon the lofty lotus throne. Instead, a group of Buddhas qualified to participate in deliberations had gathered in the center of the main hall, seemingly discussing something.

If Wang Ye's guess was correct, they should have been dealing with the matter of Jade Pool.

After all, A Yao's voice before her death had echoed continuously through the heavens, and everyone had already realized it.

Something had gone wrong

at Jade Pool.

The positions of these people were rather intriguing.

Maitreya stood in the middle of the crowd, meek