"I didn't expect to run into you just after finishing some business in Little Western Heaven. East Buddha, would you say this is a case of narrow roads for enemies?"
At that time, Lin Heng had a slightly mocking smile on his lips. Facing the two great Buddhas, he still appeared calm and composed.
But East Buddha's expression was not as composed.
"Have you already found the Mahayana Sutra?" he asked with a gloomy face, somewhat rhetorically.
"Yes."
Lin Heng did not hide it and said lightly, "The Golden Cicada has also been slain, and I conveniently went to Lingshan and destroyed the First Heaven."
"Oh, I also exchanged a move with your disciple Yellow Brow. He wasn't really harmed, but your Little Western Heaven might be a bit damaged."
"No choice, in the war of quasi-saints, it's inevitable the flames of battle spill over. I suppose you understand, right?"
Lin Heng's tone held a touch of sarcasm, which made East Buddha even more annoyed.
