Shang Guangming's expression changed drastically when he heard the laughter.
His eyes widened, fists clenched, teeth grinding as he said, "Damn it! Even after being suppressed by me, you old devil can still stir up trouble!"
"This old man simply couldn't be bothered to lower himself to your level, so when you suppressed me, I voluntarily lowered my banners and silenced my drums..."
The aged voice gave a sinister chuckle.
Shang Guangming's face turned livid, and he decisively pulled out a purple talisman paper and pasted it onto his forehead.
The laughter in his heart immediately vanished.
"Whew..."
Shang Guangming let out a breath of relief. He gazed warily at the statue covered in purple talismans and no longer dared to linger. Turning around, he swiftly departed.
The doors of the Thousand Buddha Hall shut tightly.
After some time, the statue concealed beneath the purple talismans suddenly let out a deep, cold laugh.
"Hmph! How could top-grade Buddha Light Demon-Suppressing Talismans be so easily refined? Back then, only the Ancient Buddha could refine them. The human cultivators who came later were all useless—after all these years, not a single one has managed to refine one!"
After a pause.
The statue muttered to itself again, "The third match between Wu Qiong's and Shang Guangming's disciples will begin in a few years. When that time comes, regardless of whether Wu Qiong's side wins or loses, I can use him to peel away some of these Buddha Light Demon-Suppressing Talismans and escape my predicament..."
At this point.
The statue suddenly sneered. "Those Ancient Buddhas were far too merciful toward this remnant body of mine. All these years, they have merely suppressed me, so my strength has not declined much. Once I escape, my power will surely stand at the very pinnacle of the