"I've heard that your teachings are profound and your followers have benefited greatly from them. I wonder if you understand Buddhism as well as I do?"
Shachen's face instantly darkened. It seemed that the Buddhist sect had a lot of information about his followers.
His powerful aura spread out, instantly locking onto Kasyapa and Ananda.
The entire Quicksand River suddenly became turbulent, with tremendous momentum and huge waves.
Kasyapa and Ananda's expressions changed slightly and they frowned, but they were not afraid.
However, only they themselves know how turbulent the situation is in their hearts and how terrified their eyes are.
The momentum of the sandstorm was so strong that it locked them all down.
Just from this one move, they were able to sense that Shachen's cultivation had definitely reached the level of a quasi-saint, and not just an ordinary quasi-saint.
He is very likely a mid-level quasi-saint, or even stronger!
So terrifying.
He had secretly become so powerful that it astonished and horrified them both.
Kasyapa and Ananda looked rather unhappy. They had not expected that the sand and dust could be so powerful.
That aura had already made them feel a little cold in their hearts.
It’s not that the sand and dust can defeat them, nor is it that they are afraid to fight against the sand and dust.
Even if Shachen was willing to come out to fight them, they would be more than happy to do so and would just charge in.
That's because the advancement of the sandstorm frightened them.
Almost four hundred years ago, Sha Chen's cultivation was only that of a True Immortal, and any little demon could take Sha Chen's life.
How long has it been? Just a few hundred years, and the sand and dust have grown to the point where they are now on par with them.
Such a rapid progress made them despair, and also made them realize that if they continued, they would definitely be left far behind by the dust.
Shachen's strength will surpass them. It won't take a hundred years, or even a few decades, for him to completely surpass them and trample them under his feet.
Even now, Shachen's cultivation is on par with Ananda. If they really fight one-on-one, Shachen will probably win.
No wonder Kasyapa and Ananda were so excited.
Shachen's divine sense locked onto them, his face darkening as he said in a deep voice, "What do you mean? I'm a cultivator with a deep understanding of the Dao. Is this wrong?"
"Remember, I'm not a Buddhist, and I know nothing about your Dharma. I'm telling you one thing clearly: I'm not going to this Ullambana Festival. Even if you commit suicide, I won't go."
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