"What's going on? What is that sound?"
"The Ten Thousand Buddha Divine Country, it's truly this bizarre—"
Some experts at the Heavenly Venerate level felt secretly apprehensive.
With their cultivation, they had unknowingly fallen into its trap, without even the slightest chance to resist.
If not for Gu Qingfeng's timely intervention, the entire army might have already become disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddha Venerable.
At this moment, everyone's fear of the Ten Thousand Buddha Divine Country reached its peak.
Only Gu Qingfeng remained standing with his hands behind his back, his expression as calm as ever.
He gazed intently at the shadow of the black Buddha, a cold light shining in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through this strange Buddha completely.
"No wonder you are the Ten Thousand Buddha Venerable; just by relying on a single sacred chant, you nearly led my six trillion soldiers into complete downfall.
