The more he thought about it, the more his emotions surged!
If he could refine this Supreme True Buddha, what was there that would be impossible?!
"Huh?!"
Zuo Qianqiu suddenly furrowed his brows, his expression agitated, as he looked up and locked onto a figure.
At the same time.
The pure white Buddha seated at the center of the Buddha Country suddenly opened his eyes, which held no peace and harmony, no mercy and wisdom, only strangeness and chaos.
A figure descended from outside the sky of Buddha Country.
Skinny, aged, yet with a vigorous spirit, he stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the nearby pure white Buddha with an expression of unbearable pain, and sighed lightly.
Seeing the comer, Zuo Qianqiu felt as if facing a great enemy. His originally slightly dry figure suddenly swelled, becoming tall and majestic with captivating eyes, and immediately connected with the Supreme True Buddha, angrily shouting:
