Guankong remained calm in the face of Zhou Feng's disrespectful words.
Because he had once been the same way, forcibly detained in this damned place by the previous bald donkey.
Back then, he had been so impulsive, so ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.
He had thought his talent was enough to settle everything, but the Central Plains never lacked gifted prodigies.
Those so-called fortuitous encounters and opportunities were all massive traps.
"Junior Brother~~ I'll leave this Ming King Legacy to you, and this Ancient Temple as well..."
Guankong stepped forward, spiritual energy surging wildly as the bells within the ancient temple began to ring.
One Arhat and Buddha after another rose up, continuously chanting Buddhist Scriptures.
Countless vajra chains bound Zhou Feng. Guankong intended to forcibly hand over the Ming King Legacy.
As long as he cast off the Ming King Legacy, Guankong could leave this damned place and regain his freedom.
If he missed this opportunity, who knew how long he would have to wait for another.
For this, Guankong spat out a mouthful of essence blood and forcibly activated the wish power within the ancient temple.
Vast Buddhist Power and wish power gathered once more into a torrent, while a Demon-Subduing Vajra Pestle was forcibly stuffed into Zhou Feng's hand.
"Om!"
As Guankong roared, the karmic entanglement in the unseen world loosened slightly.
Sensing the karma around him ease a little, Guankong fled at top speed.
In Zhou Feng's perception, Guankong's aura abruptly weakened to the extreme.
If Guankong's aura had previously been like a blazing sun, then now it was a wilted flower, instantly withering away.
"This..."
Zhou Feng could not understand why this so-called Ming King Legacy was so terrifying. Guankong had tossed it aside like a scalding hot potato, willing to pay