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Outside the western defense line of China, the setting sun was like blood, sprinkled on the boundless Gobi Desert, covering this barren land with a layer of golden battle robe.

Sun Jianye stood tall and straight, with a sharp gaze. He saw Fang Ming riding a cloud sea deer from a distance, galloping like a white lightning.

When Fang Ming approached, Sun Jianye's hanging heart was completely put down, and his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

He looked at Fang Ming, and thousands of words converged into a simple sentence: "It's good to be back, let's talk about it after entering."

Fang Ming nodded gently, with a trace of gratitude in his eyes.

Sun Jianye immediately turned around and shouted loudly to the soldiers of the Western Military Region behind him: "The mission is cancelled, return to your respective posts!"

The order was issued, resounding through the sky like thunder.

Although many strong men were curious about what kind of trouble Fang Ming had caused on the territory of the Western Buddhist Kingdom and how he escaped from those Vajra men, the military order was as strong as a mountain and could not be questioned.

Everyone gathered their minds and used their own methods. Some flew in the air, and some turned their mounts around. They entered the fortress and returned to their positions.

Sun Jianye led Fang Ming, and Kailan Hall followed closely behind, and slowly walked into the fortress amid the surprised or curious eyes of many soldiers defending the city. Every step seemed so steady.

In Sun Jianye's office, the lights were soft and the atmosphere was solemn.

He looked at Fang Ming and Kailan Hall, his eyes full of eagerness and expectation: "The drought in the west, is it really caused by the Western Buddhist venerable?"

Fang Ming nodded again, his tone firm: "This is what I asked from the Happy Arhat. He has been controlled by me and can't lie. Unless... he also knows false news."

Sun Jianye's eyes flickered when he heard this. Although he didn't know what method Fang Ming used to control an Arhat from the Buddhist country, he thought that Happy Arhat was being held in the prison of the Western Military Region at this moment.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Being controlled, it seems to be true!

The facts were before his eyes, and Sun Jianye had to believe it.

He took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Zhong Xin beside him, and said in a deep voice: "Go get a thermometer."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Xin immediately took out a thermometer that had been prepared long ago from the drawer and handed it to Sun Jianye with both hands.

Sun Jianye took the thermometer and his eyes fell on the number on it - fifty-two degrees Celsius!

Seeing this, Fang Ming's eyes fixed, and then he looked at Sun Jianye and said: "Marshal, let me see."

Sun Jianye nodded slightly and handed the thermometer to Fang Ming.

Fang Ming took the thermometer and his eyes fell on the number on it, but he only saw that it showed - thirty-two degrees Celsius!

Fang Ming was stunned, and his eyes looked at Sun Jianye again, and asked in a deep voice: "Marshal, how many degrees do you see?"

Sun Jianye frowned and answered without hesitation: "Fifty-two!"

Fang Ming already understood in his heart, as Huanxi Luohan said, even Sun Jianye's senses were affected!

Only if he has the Buddha's bone relic in his hand and is not affected, can he see the real temperature!

Fang Ming looked at Kailan Hall again.

Kailan Hall looked at the thermometer in Fang Ming's hand, without any hesitation, and said: "Fifty-two degrees Celsius."

Fang Ming had no doubts in his heart.

What Huanxi Luohan said was absolutely true, that was the truth!

Fang Ming looked up, his eyes were like torches, looking directly at Sun Jianye, his tone was firm and solemn: "Marshal, what Huanxi Luohan said is true, I have a prop that can be immune to the influence of the Buddha's means, and the temperature I saw is thirty-two degrees!"

Sun Jianye's body shook violently when he heard it, as if he was struck by a thunderbolt, and his eyes instantly became deep and complicated.

He didn't say anything for a long time, just staring at Fang Ming quietly, his eyes were both incredible shock, and deep helplessness and worry.

The truth that he had been pursuing was now so naked in front of him, but this truth was like a sharp blade, piercing his heart.

When it comes to the Buddhist masters, they are super strong men above level 90, with unfathomable strength, which makes people look up to them but cannot reach them.

In a one-on-one duel, even Sun Jianye, a battle-hardened marshal, knows that he is no match for them and can only look up to them.

In terms of siege, they have the Eighteen Arhats, the Four Vajra Kings, and the Three Great Masters. Their power is so huge and their strength is so strong that it cannot be underestimated.

Unless a large army is mobilized from other military regions, the Western Military Region will be unable to support it alone and will not be able to compete with them!

However, at present, other places are constantly hit by natural disasters, and the situation is turbulent, so there is no way to split them.

In other words, even if they know that it is the other side's master who is doing it, humans are helpless and can only watch the disaster spread like a flood, but they are powerless and can only silently bear this pain and despair.

Sun Jianye's heart is mixed with mixed feelings. He knows that this is not just aIt was not just a simple natural disaster, but a contest concerning the fate of mankind.

He sighed, with a bit of helplessness and desolation in his tone, as if he was lamenting the insignificance and powerlessness of mankind: "Alas, this world is really a troubled time."

After that, he tried to change the subject to ease the shock and uneasiness in his heart.

He looked at Fang Ming and asked, "Which Vajra did you meet on this trip?"

Fang Ming said bluntly: "Zhengzhang Deva."

Sun Jianye frowned when he heard this.

He asked again: "Then how did you escape?"

Fang Ming raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and his tone was calm and confident, as if he was talking about a trivial matter: "Kill it and come back."

After the voice fell, Sun Jianye's pupils shrank suddenly, and the whole person seemed to be struck by lightning. He stood up suddenly from behind the table, his eyes were like torches, as if he wanted to see Fang Ming through.

He couldn't believe what he heard. Zhengzhang Deva, that is one of the four great Vajra of the Buddha Kingdom, Fang Ming could actually kill him? How is this possible? !

But on second thought, Fang Ming didn't need to lie about his military achievements in such a matter.

Sun Jianye couldn't help but confirm again: "You were chased by King Zhangzhang, and then you... killed him?!"

Fang Ming nodded gently, and a short and powerful "hmm" sounded out of his nose.

Sun Jianye didn't speak for a long time, just staring at Fang Ming blankly, as if looking at a monster.

He sat down slowly, and for a while, the office was silent, with only the occasional sound of the wind coming from the window, which seemed to tell about this incredible battle.

Zhong Xin, who was standing aside, was also shocked. She stared at Fang Ming intently, with a hint of disbelief and strong curiosity in her eyes.

It seemed that at this moment, she really realized how powerful and terrifying Fang Ming was.

Now, she finally understood why Fang Ming's teacher said that Fang Ming didn't need protection at that time.

It turned out that Fang Ming was so powerful that he could even kill a super strong man like King Zhangzhang!

This strength is simply astonishing.