Qiao Ling'er fell silent.
His mind was completely blank. His entire body trembled violently, and his face was deathly pale.
Clearly, Qiao Ling'er found it difficult to accept what had happened. How had things come to this?
After all, as long as everything followed the plan he had left behind, the Demon Sect might run rampant for a while, and the Buddhist School's disciples might suffer a little, but none of that should have affected the overall situation.
What exactly had happened to let the Demon Sect grow so powerful in such a short time?
Even more terrifyingly, every single disciple of the Buddhist School had turned from Buddhism to demonic cultivation!
As Buddha Tathagata, Qiao Ling'er truly struggled to accept this.
After all, he had controlled the Buddhist School for far too long-nearly hundreds of millions of years.
Throughout his long life, he had devoted himself to developing the Buddhist School. Yet now he was being told that the Demon Sect had dismantled countless years of his efforts in a mere dozen or so years?
Of course he refused to believe it.
No one understood the depth of the Buddhist School's foundations better than Qiao Ling'er.
With foundations that deep, Qiao Ling'er had believed that even if the Demon Sect were given thousands or tens of thousands of years, Wutian still could not fundamentally alter the Buddhist School's fate.
The Buddhist Tribulation would last only thirty-three years. In such a short time, it might throw the Buddhist School into turmoil, but Qiao Ling'er had never taken that to heart, especially since he had laid countless contingency plans.
That was precisely why Qiao Ling'er had dared to reincarnate and cultivate anew without the slightest worry.
But now, everything was ruined.
"Impossible. The Demon Sect couldn't have accomplished this in such