"You..."
Puzhen's voice trembled, especially upon seeing Li Yuanba standing behind Qin Jun, which frightened him so much that his whole body shuddered. He hurriedly scrambled up, showing none of the composure expected of a saint.
Yang Jian quickly restrained him; Puzhen's holy bones were not yet fully restored, and he dared not use his myriad divine powers.
Though panicked, Puzhen was not foolish. He knew that if he dared resist at this moment, he would surely be on a path to death.
Glancing around, he noticed that only Qin Jun was seated, with his back to him, leisurely drinking tea.
"Who exactly are you..."
Puzhen asked with a trembling voice. He didn't dare to look at Li Yuanba and could only fix his gaze on Qin Jun's back.
"I am called the Heavenly Emperor of Qin. Are you an Ancient Buddha?"
Qin Jun asked while drinking tea, his gaze toward the window where the dazzling starry sky was beautiful like a painting.
the Holy Sect, the Ancient Buddha...
