He knew that, faced with Lin Tian's attack, he had to preserve his own life before he could think about striking back.
"Heh, bring out whatever tricks you have. Don't say I never gave you a chance!"
Seeing how cautious Maitreya Buddha was, Lin Tian's lips curved into a faint, cold sneer.
Although he had been improving his strength over the past few days, he had no precise measure of just how far he had come.
Now that a Quasi-Saint sparring partner stood right before him, Lin Tian certainly would not let this opportunity slip away.
Hearing Lin Tian's words, Maitreya Buddha felt he had suffered an unbearable humiliation.
"You're courting death!"
He roared, then unfastened a large bag from his waist...
The bag was a plain, earthy yellow all over. Had Maitreya Buddha not brought it out himself, Lin Tian would have thought it was nothing more than an ordinary sack.
But the moment he saw Maitreya's careful movements, Lin Tian understood what it was.
"The Human-Seed Bag!"
Maitreya was visibly surprised that Lin Tian had identified his Spirit Treasure at a glance.
"Heh heh, I didn't expect you to know a thing or two. Letting you die in the Human-Seed Bag today will count as a good deed!"
With that, Maitreya lightly swept his two broad, fleshy palms, and the Human-Seed Bag instantly swallowed Lin Tian.
"Hmph! You knew this was the Human-Seed Bag, yet you didn't take any precautions. I really don't know what fills that head of yours!"
Seeing Lin Tian captured, Maitreya was overjoyed and tightly bound the mouth of the Human-Seed Bag.
"The Great Tang's Vine Dao Venerable? You don't live up to your reputation-not at all!"
Maitreya Buddha patted the Human-Seed Bag, his face brimming with smug satisfaction.
Yet a thunderous boom rang