Buddha Retreats Again

That chicken had actually injured Buddha?

Sun Wukong could not believe it, and Luo Shixin was dumbfounded. Bull Demon King, who had dealt with Buddha before, was even more unable to close his mouth.

The corners of Qin Jun's lips lifted. As expected of the Chongming Bird—it had not disappointed him.

Although this was only a clone, Qin Jun was still greatly exhilarated that it had managed to injure him.

If Hou Yi, Chongming Bird, Pipa, Li Yuanba, Sun Wukong, Yuan Hong, Luo Shixin, Bai Ze, Kuafu, and Nine Spirit Yuan Sage all attacked together, even Buddha's true body would likely struggle to crush them.

Qin Jun had already begun considering how to deal with Buddha.

When the time came, he only needed Yang Jian, Nine-Headed Worm, Six Golden Crows, and other formidable generals capable of fighting Great Luo opponents to guard the Great Qin Heavenly Court.

Now, Qin Jun had powerful experts under his command like clouds. He no longer had to worry about having no one to use.

As he drifted into his thoughts, the Chongming Bird flew circles around Buddha and launched frenzied attacks, making it impossible for Buddha to maintain his dignified posture. His palms swatted about like he was chasing flies, trying to kill the Chongming Bird, but it was simply too fast.

It was like a streak of fire circling around him, making Buddha increasingly furious.

"Sacred Emperor, are you truly determined to fight this poor monk to the death?" Buddha's voice was filled with rage. His compassionate expression had turned savage and terrifying.

Qin Jun chuckled. "Do you really think you're that impressive? Acting so high and mighty, as if you're pitying me. Have you forgotten? You already failed once before the Great Qin Heavenly Court. Your most beloved disciple was humiliated before