Chapter 27

After returning, Wuyunxian did not say a single word either, directly closing his eyes to meditate. Clearly, Joyful Buddha of Chanjiao—or rather, Chang'er Dingguangxian—had been beaten to death. Maitreya stepped forward and used his golden alms bowl to take a gentle sweep across the arena. An illusory figure was sucked into the bowl. Wuyunxian frowned, but he did not really care. What could be killed once could be killed a second time. Besides, after being beaten to death once, who knew how many resources it would take to resurrect him, how much of his strength would remain after resurrection, or whether his innate talent would be damaged? Dismissing the matter from his mind, he closed his eyes and resumed his cultivation. The others did not pay much attention either; after all, everyone still cared about saving face, and it was just as well that nobody had truly died.