Let's Go Save Wutian Buddha Ancestor!

Inside the Great Thunderclap Temple

The demon Buddhas sitting cross-legged on the Lotus Platforms watched the battle erupt outside the mountain gate, each of them frowning deeply.

"Let's go help the Buddha Ancestor!"

"Those three won't be easy to deal with!"

A horned demon Quasi-Saint suggested this. Although their demon clan often broke promises and betrayed their own kind,

when loyalty was called for, they still had to show some loyalty!

"This..."

The group of demon Buddhas hesitated.

"If the Buddha Ancestor loses, we won't exactly have anything good waiting for us!"

The horned Demon Saint continued, "If the strongest Wutian Buddha Ancestor loses, can we really escape the reckoning?"

"Good! It's settled!"

"We'll listen to you!"

The demon Buddhas all agreed. That was right—their great tree, the Buddha Ancestor, would fall, and monkeys like them would scatter too.

"But those three are at least late-stage Quasi-Saints. How are we supposed to beat them?"

Thinking of those three's overwhelming strength, the Demon Saints found themselves troubled again.

For a time, the enormous Great Thunderclap Temple fell utterly silent. The difference in strength was simply too great.

"Don't panic! I have a way!"

A demon Buddha with a gloomy face and emaciated body suddenly spoke. At once, everyone's eyes turned toward him.

"Mofan, hurry up and tell us. What's your brilliant idea?"

"It's simple. We just need to use a formation!"

The old man called Mofan shakily rose to his feet and said in a hoarse voice,

"I have a formation that can gather the strength of ten thousand people into one person!"

"There are more than a dozen Quasi-Saints here, along with over a hundred Grand Unity Golden Immortals. With everyone's power gathered into one body, it may not be impossible to fight them!"

As soon as he finished speaking,