"Among the Myriad Buddhas Fall, it is perfectly normal for there to be legendary or even Creation-level remains. But without anyone controlling them, relying only on a trace of obsession, no matter how strong the golden body is, it cannot compare to its prime. It definitely cannot reach the legendary level. What is there to fear?"
Luojia, the Qilin God of Demons, spoke calmly.
The other Supreme Demon Gods also voiced their opinions one after another, all roughly expressing the same sentiment.
Having already begun exploring the path of legend, they possessed absolute confidence in themselves.
Having been separated from the Real World for far too long, the three of them believed that a human who had attained legend in the Real World was merely one step ahead of them.
With the bloodline of divine beasts flowing through them, their future potential was in no way inferior to that person's. Even compared to those great powers about to awaken, they did not feel much fear.
Otherwise, they would not have said such nonsense as, "The Golden Cudgel is mine."
Qingqiu could not bear to watch their overconfident display any longer.
"Ananda, who fell into the demonic path and had already reached the Other Shore, was still suppressed on Spirit Mountain by Buddha himself. Everyone should be more cautious."
That bucket of cold water from Qingqiu gave the three of them quite a shock.
Of course, they knew of the catastrophe Ananda had caused back then. But they had never imagined that Ananda was still alive, had reached the Other Shore, and had even required Buddha himself to suppress him!
Their abruptly changed expressions left Meng Qi speechless. Where had these country bumpkins come from?
It was understandable that they did not know Demon Buddha was Ananda, but not even knowing