In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.
Great Burial Heaven Temple.
"Buddha, can you do it or not!"
"Is this how you're supposed to use that?" The Demon Lord looked impatient and exasperated.
At this moment, suspended in the air before the Demon Lord and Buddha were the two World Honored Dao Fruits.
During this half-month, Buddha had tried countless methods to refine the World Honored Dao Fruit into replicas.
However, no matter how he attempted, there was only one result.
Failure!
The countless failures left the Demon Lord out of patience.
Even Buddha himself began to doubt himself.
"This shouldn't be happening!"
"I've tried every possible method, why can't I succeed?"
"Something's wrong, something's off!" Buddha paced around, muttering to himself.
"Enough!"
