After the little monk finished speaking, he glanced at the Buddha above, then turned and left the great hall.
"Our Western Continent has not had guests in a long time. This guest who has come this time does not seem simple."
Only after Golden Cicada had departed did the Buddha mutter to himself.
Golden light enveloped his entire body, making him look like a true Buddha.
"The Western Continent truly lives up to its reputation. It is the birthplace of Buddhism. Legend has it that in the ancient era, an ancient Buddha reincarnated in the Western Continent, ultimately laying the foundation for Buddhism's status there."
"Within the Western Continent, I fear no force can compare with Buddhism."
Ye Lin stood in midair, his face full of admiration. The Western Continent was simply too terrifying. Along the way, nine out of every ten people he saw had gleaming bald heads.
Moreover, the Western Continent had many Demon Beasts, and Demon Beast forces were exceedingly powerful. Bloodthirsty Demon Beasts could be seen everywhere across the ground.
Yet these Demon Beasts were strangely well-behaved. Their attitude toward people was practically like their attitude toward their own fathers—respectful and reverent.
It seemed this was all the result of Buddhism's conversion. Buddhism was not skilled at much, but it excelled at converting others. Those who had been converted looked no different from Buddhism's puppets.
"Benefactor, having come from so far away, you must be tired."
Before Ye Lin could finish marveling, the void before him suddenly shattered. From within the broken void, a little monk with a red lotus mark on his forehead slowly stepped out.
The little monk looked at Ye Lin with a kindly expression.
"You are...?"
Ye Lin's face was filled with confusion. Could it be that he had been discovered the