Amitabha Buddha had been plotted against without realizing it.
After completely flicking away Fate's mark, his Dharma Eye narrowed slightly as he turned his gaze toward Blue Planet. "How is Bodhidharma doing now?"
How else could he be doing?
Buddha Mother Zhunti sighed.
"Bodhidharma crossed the river on a single reed, only to be forcibly stopped at the riverbank by Daoism's four disciples. He has not advanced a single step."
"Bodhidharma himself has already lost many lives."
"Tang Sanzang only gets killed after long intervals, but Bodhidharma has already undergone Nirvana an unknown number of times."
Buddha Mother Zhunti was melancholy.
"Just as we speak, Wudang has beaten Bodhidharma into Nirvana again. Bodhidharma has now used up all his chances for Nirvana. One slight misstep, and he will be killed."
Buddha Mother Zhunti was comparing the situations of Six-Winged Golden Cicada and Bodhidharma—the ones who should originally have become the protagonists of the Buddha Path.
He was not complaining. He was simply using the comparison to better explain the current situation to his senior brother.
Amitabha Buddha's thoughts had not truly been on Bodhidharma, but after his junior brother's concise explanation, he came to know everything happening on Blue Planet.
"The Three Pure Ones and their master-disciple lineage cannot be underestimated."
"Just four disciples were enough to completely hold back the Golden Summit Royal Court."
Even during the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, when Buddhism had been at its lowest, Daoism's disciples had needed to gather in numbers to fight them with Dharma arts.
Yet now that the Calamity had escalated, the number of people Daoism had dispatched had sharply decreased.
Now, just four Daoism disciples were on the verge of crushing Bodhidharma's group, who was tied to Buddha Mother Zhunti through bloodline karma.
Between the lines, Amitabha Buddha could