"Shut up!" At the mention of Jiang Liuer's past life, Ting Beast flew into a rage for no reason and snapped, "How can that fame-fishing thing compare to my Buddha Lord? My Buddha Lord is the true Maitreya Buddha! What is he supposed to be?!"
"But if what you say is true..." Tun Tian Beast's words carried no small measure of provocation. "Once this little fellow accumulates enough merit, his Buddhist sect avatar will sooner or later snatch away the Buddha light that belongs to Maitreya Buddha..."
"Hmph..." Ting Beast snorted coldly and said viciously, "If I weren't keeping this bastard as bait, I'd have torn him apart and eaten him long ago!"
"Strange indeed!" Tun Tian Beast raised its eyes toward the rain filling the sky and said curiously, "It's been several months now. Forty percent of the entire Primordial Continent has been destroyed, yet that hand behind the scenes still hasn't appeared. Could it really be trying to destroy the world? If the countless living beings of the Primordial Continent are all slaughtered, what benefit would that bring it?"
"How would I know?" Ting Beast ground its teeth again. "Who would have thought that I, wise and brilliant all my life, would be schemed against by that hand behind the scenes just before my death! A portion of the karmic debt for this world-destroying calamity will probably fall on my head!"
Having said that, Ting Beast looked at Tun Tian Beast as well. "Don't get too smug either. If I bear three parts, you'll bear one!"
Tun Tian Beast casually swished its tail and laughed. "I'm not a Buddhist sect disciple, so I don't care about such things! You'd be better off saying that to this little fellow—hiss..."
At that point, Tun Tian Beast suddenly sucked in a