It sounded like an unbelievable method.
If they really could create Buddhas in a short time, it was indeed quite formidable.
But this method could not be replicated.
First of all, the resources it consumed alone meant it could not be mass-produced.
And many people had probably been sacrificed along the way. No one knew how many from that batch of students had actually succeeded.
Finally, and most importantly, there was the issue of strength.
Though this Masked Youth appeared to be at the high level of the Buddha Realm as well, to put it modestly, when Wang Ye had been at that level, he could have easily beaten three of them by himself.
"I wonder, Senior, you..."
After enthusiastically recounting his own story for quite some time, the Masked Youth finally remembered to ask about Wang Ye.
Then—
"I am an existence you are not qualified to know!"
"Understand?"
"If you speak out of turn again, I think you should know what your punishment will be!"
At that instant, Wang Ye's aura suddenly turned icy. He stared at the Masked Youth and spoke each word distinctly.
The Masked Youth froze, then hurriedly lowered his head. "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."
"Hmph!"
"Go back!"
Wang Ye snorted again to express his displeasure, then turned and left.
The Masked Youth let out a long breath and collapsed to the ground as though paralyzed. Watching Wang Ye's departing back, there was something in his eyes—whether relief or something else, he did not know.
The pressure this man had brought him was no less than that brat called Ran Deng.
When he had first come out this time, he had felt that even if he was not invincible in the world, he was not far from it. With Scavenger City's secret