A Human World Buddha and also a Human World Immortal.
Li Qingshan raised his head in the Great Thunderclap Temple and looked up. He felt a sense of familiarity from the formation above his head and the Buddha's Golden Body, which was 500 feet tall.
"The Undying Holy Buddha eventually left some trump cards for the Great Thunderclap Temple. Even though they fought with each other, it was ultimately still his sect." Li Qingshan thought to himself.
Everyone's eyes were on him.
The monks of the Great Thunderclap Temple looked at Li Qingshan's almost Buddha-like posture. They knelt in fear and trepidation, chanting Buddhist scripture.
Li Qingshan ignored them.
He looked at the White Dragon King.
The existence he once regarded as his nemesis was no longer a match for him.
Perhaps Li Qingshan had grown too fast, or perhaps the White Dragon King had lost his elegance of scheming from 3,000 years ago.
