The Patriarch's Overwhelming Might

"Who are you?"

Buddha asked in a deep voice. Patriarch Bodhi gave him an unfathomable feeling.

Xing Tian, Hou Yi, Kuafu, and the other Great Qin generals all stared in terror at Patriarch Bodhi, who was strolling through the void. Could another powerful expert have appeared?

Among the gods and demons of Journey to the West, aside from Sun Wukong, no one knew Patriarch Bodhi.

After Sun Wukong completed his training, Patriarch Bodhi vanished without a trace. No one knew his origins, nor where he had gone.

It seemed that, apart from the people living around Mount Fangcun, only Sun Wukong still remembered him.

Even Xu Zhongsheng, the master of Corpse Emperor Hall, was startled and temporarily stopped fighting Kuafu.

"I am Sun Wukong's master!"

Patriarch Bodhi snorted softly. As he spoke, he flipped his hand and produced a whisk, then strode directly toward Buddha.

Qin Jun's heart surged with excitement.

Who was stronger, Patriarch Bodhi or Buddha? That had always been a topic endlessly debated by Journey to the West fans in his previous life.

Buddha was openly regarded as the strongest, while Patriarch Bodhi's origins were mysterious. He might even have been Daoist Zhunti or Daoist Zhunti's incarnation, so there had never been a definitive conclusion as to who was stronger.

But here, Qin Jun believed Patriarch Bodhi was stronger.

Buddha had already suffered grievous injuries. Forcibly raising his cultivation now would surely overburden his body. He was already at the end of his strength.

"Master! Master!"

Sun Wukong and Victorious Fighting Buddha were beside themselves with excitement. Since that year when they had knelt and bid Patriarch Bodhi farewell, they had never seen him again. Now that Patriarch Bodhi had appeared to save them, how could they not be overjoyed?

The entire battlefield erupted into an uproar.