In Li Qi's view, the Buddhist teachings had never truly flowed through the Buddha Kingdom.
What had truly turned the Buddha Kingdom into what it was now was the kindness of Cloud Whale and the other three demons. But to preserve that kindness, Cloud Whale had paid far too much—he had even paid with his own kindness.
At the cost of no longer being kind himself, he had obtained a kind result.
Even Li Qi could not answer that question.
After all, Cloud Whale had committed no small number of evil deeds.
If one ignored his purpose and spoke only of his methods, then his means of striking down dissidents were no different from those enemies harboring ulterior motives. He had not conquered these people with Buddhist teachings, but with the simplest and crudest force.
In Li Qi's words... what he practiced was not Buddha, but martial force.
A Buddha Kingdom that could not be established through Buddhist teachings would not make people believe in Buddhist teachings, no matter how much it promoted them.
They would only believe in martial force—in using power to explain everything.
Just like now.
Li Qi had already seen scenes of the future. They were not the true future, but possibilities calculated and divined by Li Qi.
Among those countless possibilities, he saw innumerable rebellions, as well as the fall of the Buddha Kingdom.
The reason was simple... Cloud Whale had built the Buddha Kingdom with his own strength, so naturally, others would overthrow it with strength as well.
"Oh, there is no need to calculate." Li Qi glanced beyond the palace.
In the few seconds since Cloud Whale's death, someone had already noticed.
The people outside were about to come in. The usurpers had arrived.
Li Qi shook his head, placing one hand on