Oh dear.
The Pure Land the two Buddhist Saints had painstakingly restored had nearly been turned into Blue Planet's Spirit Mountain by the Grand Master.
No, not the Grand Master. It was the River of Fate of the Fate Demon God.
Amitabha Buddha's progress was far from ideal. If he had already returned to the Dao Creation Realm, he would not be in such a sorry state.
The funniest part was that they could still claim it had been caused by their own cultivation.
True enough, your Buddhism's Destiny Insight could even produce a River of Fate. I really believed in your Buddha.
Heh heh.
Supreme Pure Laozi chuckled inwardly.
Qingqing had underestimated his imitation River of Fate. Naturally, he had to properly demonstrate its power. As for the beings of the Primordial World witnessing this scene without knowing what had happened...
That was naturally even better.
To be honest.
Supreme Pure Laozi was rather surprised that it had achieved this effect. The two Buddhist Saints had seemed completely unprepared for an attack to descend upon them.
He could only decline to comment on such an outcome.
Even if it had not been him, Supreme Pure Laozi, but the Fate Demon God himself, such an affront deserved retaliation. Otherwise, it would have been far too unbecoming.
Everything was for the sake of defending the divine honor of Fate.
That lord was absolutely no pushover.
Mm.
That was right.
Within the Land of Ultimate Bliss.
Amitabha Buddha and Buddha Mother Zhunti pressed their palms together, once more spreading glazed golden light throughout the entire sacred ground.
After the River of Fate appeared, it suddenly surged as though insisting that this was the Chaos era, sweeping them both away in the blink of an eye.
Though they merely looked like drowned rats