Sun Wukong drew in a sharp breath.
Those who could be called great gods were at least of the Heavenly Venerate rank.
At the Heavenly Venerate level, even Great Heavenly Venerates, hundreds perished in an instant during that battle; one could only imagine the horror of it.
Just how many powerful beings were there in the Three Realms back then?
"Did you take part in that battle?"
Sun Wukong asked.
Tathagata shook his head, a wry smile on his face, "Far from it. At that time, I hadn't yet become a Heavenly Venerate, and the Buddhist Sect was nothing more than an extremely weak tradition."
Sun Wukong could understand.
It was only in recent times that the Buddhist Sect began to flourish.
Back then, with great gods everywhere, it was unlikely that the Buddhist Sect had much to do with anything.
"So, do you think it was Shao Siming?"
A sharp light flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes.