"What? That Wu Tan... he really said that?"
Shang Yin was stunned. His expression flickered, and his brow furrowed deeply as he muttered to himself, "The Daoist and Buddhist Sects are going to make a move?
They're going to take my brother's head while he's surrounded by his army?
And they're announcing it beforehand?
Such arrogance!
How is that even possible?
Taking a general's head from amidst a sea of soldiers?
If they're really that powerful, what's the point of us fighting for control of the world?
We might as well just surrender!
When our army stormed Anchan Temple, my brother even killed a few Monks, and nothing happened, right?
Still, the Daoist and Buddhist Sects have stood for many years, surviving multiple dynasties without ever paying taxes.
It really is very strange."
"That is exactly what the Divine Monk said."
Shang Rou said urgently, "Brother, I know you've never believed in any Divine Buddha since we were young!
