Wu Feng swept his gaze over the raging flames below, golden light bursting from his eyes.
Within the flames, he soon spotted Shen Qinglian and Sun Wukong fighting.
Sun Wukong was already at a disadvantage. The inferno atop Flame Mountain had rendered even the Clear Ice Soul Pearl inside his body unable to withstand it, while the killing moves of the long sword in Shen Qinglian's hand grew increasingly fierce.
Wu Feng gathered strength in both legs, then dove straight into the raging fire.
At that moment, on Spirit Mountain in the Western Heaven, Tathagata finally opened his eyes. A faint smile played across his face as he said, "This Wu Feng finally couldn't hold himself back and made his move!"
Dipankara Buddha looked toward Tathagata, a trace of displeasure showing in his eyes. "Tathagata, have you been waiting for Wu Feng to make his move all along? Golden Cicada belongs to our Spirit Mountain in the Western Heaven. What if Wu Feng hadn't intervened?"
Tathagata looked at Dipankara Buddha and smiled faintly. "He would make his move. I knew it."
"I merely wanted to use this battle to gauge his strength again. This boy doesn't believe in Buddhism at all. Sooner or later, he is bound to become an enemy of our Spirit Mountain."
Maitreya reclined within a lotus, his face still wearing that unchanging smile. "Tathagata, that wasn't very honorable of you."
"I know you and Wu Feng don't get along, but what you did has undoubtedly deepened Wu Feng's prejudice against our Spirit Mountain in the Western Heaven."
Tathagata chuckled softly. "And what of it?"
"Not to mention that Wu Feng has only just entered the Saint realm and is not yet my match alone."
"Besides, Maitreya and Dipankara, both of you are at the peak of