Facing Wutian, Offering Counsel

After imprisoning Tang Sanzang and seeing that "Bodhi Old Ancestor" and the little monkey had neither made any excessive moves nor kicked up a fuss, Buddha Wutian finally abandoned the thought.

Still, he did not strike immediately.

Instead, on a sudden whim, he found it amusing.

The Art of a Thousand Transformations was indeed powerful, especially after Lin Fan had "advanced" it multiple times.

Even an Immortal King Giant standing before him would be unable to see through it, unless they were a special existence like the Willow Deity.

But the World-Destroying Black Lotus—or rather, Buddha Wutian—was clearly not among them. In his eyes, what Bodhi Old Ancestor?

This brat...

Was plainly the person he had vaguely glimpsed once through who knew how many ages, across the River of Time. Only, that brat had been very weak back then.

Now, he was fairly decent.

At the very least, within the Three Thousand Continents, he could be considered to have entered the halls of mastery.

And this brat had even destroyed one of his "avatars."

Though that avatar had been weak as death itself, and did not even possess consciousness—at most, it could be called "a breath"—a flea among ants had still dared to extinguish one of his breaths.

Logically speaking, the moment he recognized him, he should have killed him with a single thought!

And Tang Sanzang.

That bastard!

According to his plan, they should have had smooth sailing, brought those things out without a hitch, then freed him so that he could replace the Buddhist Sect.

Throughout the entire process, he should not have suffered the slightest loss.

Yet this bastard had kept stirring up trouble, frequently refusing to act according to his plans. In the end, he had nearly caused a disaster outright.

Just now, when he had