Lin Tian began paying ritual homage to the Six-Soul Banner, a smile never leaving his face.
"Ah!"
Patriarch Kunpeng was about to lose his mind. He did not know whether he was imagining it, but he sensed the breath of death.
"Where the hell is that place? Hurry up and find it!"
Tathagata nearly exploded with rage.
"How the hell should I know? That space isn't inside the formation!"
Kunpeng's voice thundered, filled with despair.
Tathagata and Randeng immediately frowned. They activated their respective laws and began searching every inch of space.
After more than half a day, they gave up and sank into thought.
Where on earth had those two gone?
Inside the Creation Dao Field, Lin Tian and Zhen Yuanzi were drinking, enjoying the spectacle inside the grand formation through a Light Curtain within the Dao Field.
"Kunpeng, if you kill Tathagata and Randeng, I'll return your Primordial Spirit."
Lin Tian began fanning the flames. Otherwise, this show would not be exciting enough.
"Kunpeng, don't do anything rash! He's sowing discord! He can't kill you!"
Tathagata hurriedly shouted.
In the sky, Kunpeng's enormous true form turned its head toward Tathagata and Randeng.
His two pitch-black eyes resembled black holes, as though they would devour everything.
"Kunpeng, you have the greatest seniority in the Primordial World. Surely you wouldn't fall for a trick like this?"
Ancient Buddha Randeng's expression remained calm.
He held the Azure Lamp in his palm. Though its light was faint, it sustained a stretch of space untouched by outside interference.
Whoosh!
Kunpeng assumed human form and bowed in every direction.
"Dao Venerable, asking this old man to kill two Quasi-Saints is truly no easy task. Even if I killed them, the Buddhist Sect would hunt me down. Once the karmic calamity ends, I would inevitably