Ying Zheng stood atop the flying eaves of Epang Palace, letting his robes flap loudly in the wind.
"Weren't you trying to undergo rebirth through unification?"
"Now I've had the citizens of Great Qin cooperate with you and let our Ziming's Fortune undergo rebirth through unification."
[Originally calm and composed, with everything under control—who would have thought that now he'd be scrambling around in a panic.]
[Shakyamuni Tathagata will soon be showing these signs too. I wonder if he'll end up making a pathetic display as well.]
Pathetic or not, that was one thing.
Why were their own disciples singing now?
The Heavenly Venerates of Three Pure Ones Hall subconsciously followed their disciple and sang those two lines as well, finding the rhythm rather catchy.
Though Qingqing appeared to be mocking Shakyamuni Tathagata now,
the one she was truly mocking was Buddha Mother Zhunti, who was hiding himself away in the Land of Ultimate Bliss.
Shakyamuni Tathagata was before the public now, so he would not display too much of a pathetic side.
Buddha Mother Zhunti was in the Land of Ultimate Bliss, where no one could see him. He could be as pathetic as he pleased.
Within the Land of Ultimate Bliss.
Buddha Mother Zhunti's sallow face once again took on a miserable expression.
Naturally, he looked down on the Dragon Clan.
In his eyes, Buddhism's Eight Legions of Heavenly Dragons were far more formidable than the current Dragon Clan.
It was not strange for him to have such an impression.
In the original trajectory, the Eight Legions of Heavenly Dragons of Buddhism had been a karmic rank the dragons coveted.
Even White Dragon Horse had only attained the fruition rank of one of the Eight Legions of Heavenly Dragons in the end.
Even true dragons were treated thus.