Back during the Investiture of the Gods, Yuanshi had worried that the West would shamelessly bully his juniors.
Now, the situation had completely reversed.
Jieyin and Zhunti were the ones worried that the saints of the Mystic Gate would make a move against their disciples.
This was the critical moment for the Rise of the West.
Losing even some of their disciples might completely cut off the Rise of the West.
Fortunately, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had issued a strict order
forbidding saints from taking action.
Otherwise, their West would have a hard time rising!
Hongjun looked at the sorrowful expressions of the Two Sages of Buddhism and could not help but snap:
"You are saints! You should possess the grand vision of saints."
"What kind of expression is that? You are disgracing the title of saint!"
Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged glances, both stunned.
Were their expressions not the same as usual?
Jieyin wore an anguished expression, as though he bore the sins of all living beings.
Zhunti's face was sallow, as if he were contemplating the sufferings of all living beings.
The doctrine of Buddhism was to save others.
Whether one saved others before saving oneself or saved oneself before saving others,
they had never presented themselves with broad smiles—except for that fool Maitreya, which was why he could only be the Future Buddha!
The hearts of the two saints skipped a beat.
Was Dao Ancestor Hongjun dissatisfied with them?
The Two Sages of Buddhism panicked. Their only hope now was Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
If even the Dao Ancestor became dissatisfied, they would truly be finished!
Hongjun shouted:
"The Heavenly Dao has decreed that the West shall rise. This is the greater trend, and none of the saints can change it."
"What are the two of you so sorrowful