Li Hao spoke indifferently.
Within the Buddhist Holy Land, the Green Lamp Buddha's power would reach its maximum amplification. This was the only possibility for the opponent to defeat him.
If the opponent decided to keep fleeing, it might indeed be difficult for him to locate them—unless his strength constantly advanced, allowing him to grasp even greater power.
"I originally didn't want to kill you; you've forced my hand. Otherwise, once you become a Supreme Saint and ally yourself with other Supreme Saints to encircle me, I would have no path to escape!"
In Green Lamp Buddha's eyes, there was a flash of murderous intent. This was the reason he was compelled to come here. If Li Hao's position rose too fast, and he enlisted the aid of Supreme Saints, he would stand no chance. After all, he wasn't a Divine Ancestor; even possessing a Tao Tribulation Emperor Weapon wouldn't guarantee his survival.
Li Hao raised an eyebrow. The opponent had actually considered this angle.
