"This is bad... There are too many powerful experts here. If His Majesty forces his way in..."
The moment Buddha thought of the Saints of the Ancient Buddha Realm, he grew uneasy. His body began to tremble. He wanted to stand, yet could not, as though something invisible were pressing down on him.
He gritted his teeth, his muscles tensing as his body turned golden. He struggled to rise.
"His Majesty crossed countless universes to save me. How can I sit here and wait?"
Buddha's eyes were bloodshot. The overwhelming pressure outside the hall made him feel the same terror he had felt before Subhuti and Jieyin, yet he was not afraid.
Just as Buddha struggled to rise, all the Saints of the Ancient Buddha Realm mobilized.
There were four of them. Including the fallen Pugao and the captured Puzhen, that made six Saints!
The four Saints sat cross-legged atop golden lotus platforms, sacred and imposing, their faces stern as they frowned at Qin Jun's group.
Apart from Patriarch Bodhi, whom they could not see through, and the weak Qin Jun, there were seven Saints in total.
The auras of Sun Wukong, Li Yuanba, the Dao of Death, and Ji Bubai were like monstrous demons towering over the heavens, making their hearts pound.
"Heavenly Emperor Qin? What faction do you come from?"
An Ancient Buddha with golden brows asked in a deep voice. His gaze fell upon Puzhen, and killing intent flashed through his eyes.
Puzhen had actually betrayed the Ancient Buddha Realm!
"Hand over my subordinate. I do not wish to say it a third time!"
Qin Jun said expressionlessly. On either side of him, Li Yuanba, Sun Wukong, and Yang Jian had already drawn their weapons, ready for battle.
Patriarch Bodhi stood at the very back, stroking his