Celestial Dragon Temple, Great Buddha Hall.
Xiao Yi stood before the statue of the Celestial Dragon Supreme. As his palm touched the statue, it suddenly burst into dazzling bright light.
The gold-crafted statue's eyes fiercely emitted a tangible cold glow.
Like a Wrathful Vajra.
The furious voice of the Celestial Dragon Supreme erupted from the statue: "Xiao Yi? Is it really you? This little bastard has actually come to Western Province? Damn it, little bastard, I will crush your bones to dust, ensuring you never reincarnate…"
The Celestial Dragon Supreme was utterly furious.
His Buddha consciousness sensed someone coveting the power of faith and chose to descend immediately.
However...
What he never expected was that the one coveting the power of faith was Xiao Yi, the person he loathed to the core.
"Oh, Celestial Dragon Supreme? We meet again!"
