This was the twelfth day the Battling Buddha had been here.
There were any Void Spirit Tribe living beings that were a match for him.
He had been keeping the Void Spirit Tribe powerful beings at bay at the entrance to these ruins for a long time.
Ever since he pummeled a Dao Integration Intermediate Stage super mighty figure, no one had the courage to engage him in battle anymore. There were occasionally a few powerful beings who were very confident in their own concealment spell techniques or their speed and tried to run around him into the ruins.
Those living beings had naturally all been annihilated by his staff with no exception.
He leaned on his massive Golden-Banded Staff and picked at his ears as he looked on with a bored expression at all of the trembling Void Spirit Tribe powerful beings. "How boring. The Void Spirit Tribe shouldn't be this weak. Why are you all trash?"
