"Why can't I?!"
A faintly majestic voice suddenly echoed between heaven and earth. As the aura unfolded, the surrounding temperature seemed to plummet several degrees, as if falling into an ice cellar.
Ge Mu Barbarian God and Wu Feng Barbarian God exchanged glances, a subtle meaning of communication passing through their eyes.
Their choice was not wrong. The chaos in the Central Plains had ended, but the upheaval throughout the Human World was just beginning. Without a powerful Earth Immortal to preside, the peace of the Grassland cannot be guaranteed at all.
The Buddha sensed this powerful aura, and his pupils instantly contracted, unexpectedly realizing that there was a great Earth Immortal residing on the Grassland!
Judging by the aura, it was in no way weaker than his own.
"May I ask who the benefactor is?"
Outwardly, the Buddha maintained his calm, looking quietly at the void to his left-front.
