Victorious Fighting Buddha now cultivated Buddhism, but that did not mean he was truly without feeling.
When the Divine Silkworm Princess had fallen into the Archaic Forbidden Land, he had intervened.
Now, his only nephew was kneeling outside and begging him. Naturally, he could not simply stand by.
Moreover, although Victorious Fighting Buddha was also of the Primordial Races and belonged to the Fighting Saint Ape lineage—
Because Fighting Saint Apes were exceedingly rare, coupled with the teachings of the Fighting Saint Emperor, humans were no different from the other Primordial Races in Victorious Fighting Buddha's eyes.
This time, the other Primordial Races had indeed crossed the line.
If an all-out war truly broke out with humanity, the Primordial Races might win, but the world would inevitably be plunged into misery and devastation.
The hall doors opened, and an old monkey walked out.
Victorious Fighting Buddha!
He possessed the Fighting Saint Emperor's Immortal Iron Staff, Amitabha Great Emperor's imperial weapon, and could also borrow the Divine Silkworm Ridge's Emperor Armor.
Together with the Faith Body he had accumulated over countless years, his strength was enough to contend against a Quasi-Emperor wielding an imperial weapon!
Victorious Fighting Buddha was also a decisive man. Upon emerging, he did not say much to the Saint Prince and instead took a single step into the starry sky.
But before he could head toward Ye Fan—
Two figures had already appeared before him.
Great Sage Kunzhou and the Golden King!
Two terrifying peak Great Sages.
Great Sage Kunzhou's uncle had once even competed with the Fighting Saint Emperor for the chance to attain the Dao. Yet after his defeat, his spirit had been broken, leaving him forever stuck at the Great Sage realm.
This was also why Kunzhou had fired that hate-filled spear, nearly killing