Although Yang Jiao cultivated the Great Dao of Fortune, one of the Five Primordial Fortunes, and had become Azure Dragon's disciple, he was ultimately among the last batch to cultivate the Five Primordial States, Five Virtues, and Five Fortunes.
Even after going through a Calamity, his knowledge still had not caught up.
Fortunately, his master had lived through the Dragon-Han Calamity.
His knowledge was maxed out.
And as a member of the Dragon Clan, he possessed the Dragon Clan's inherited memories, gathering countless strands of wisdom.
Not only that.
As a sacred beast guarding the towering Jianmu Tree that supported the Primordial World, his master should know something about the current scene.
Yet.
To Yang Jiao's surprise.
After asking his question, he received no answer for a long while.
When he turned around, he saw a nostalgic look on his master's face.
"My cultivation has not yet reached the point where I can freely interpret a battlefield, especially when both Shakyamuni Tathagata and Ying Zheng have the handiwork of great powers behind them."
Azure Dragon did not conceal anything, directly voicing his thoughts.
Yang Jiao nodded.
His master was right.
For someone at his current cultivation to try interpreting this battle would be downright godlike.
Speaking of which, Yang Jiao was descended from both immortals and the Human Race. He really was a god-man.
Setting aside that terrible joke about his bloodline.
He still hoped Ying Zheng could win this battle.
After all, his father was also part of the Human Race. The fact that his mother had been able to unite with his father showed that the divide between immortals and humans was not so great.
Shakyamuni Tathagata's attitude toward the Human Race was far too contemptuous.
Someone like that deserved a proper lesson.
Ying Zheng, as the Human