Amitabha Buddha glanced at his eager junior brother, fell silent for a moment, then nodded anyway.
There was nothing wrong with his junior brother making a move.
Even Nuwa, the master of the Human Dao, had yet to enter the Dao Creation Realm. He had no concern whatsoever over his junior brother's chances of victory.
What worried Amitabha Buddha now was something else.
Even with the will of the Human Dao involved, Fuxi's appearance was simply too much of a coincidence.
He could not help linking it to Zhou Qingqing. After all, Zhou Qingqing was also a Saint Flower of the Human Race.
On careful thought, Zhou Qingqing had intricate ties with every non-Buddhist force in the Primordial World. No matter who acted, it could be attributed to Zhou Qingqing.
Even as someone in the Dao Creation Realm, he found such an existence rather troublesome.
Still, unless he saw it with his own eyes, he truly had no evidence to equate this with Zhou Qingqing.
Amitabha Buddha could only set Zhou Qingqing aside for now. Otherwise, he would see Zhou Qingqing everywhere from now on, and that would be far too ridiculous.
Amitabha Buddha condensed his thoughts into a sword and severed all those distracting notions.
His attention returned to his junior brother.
His junior brother did not think as much as he did.
Hearing that Fuxi intended to bare his fangs at them, he did not waste a single word and directly unleashed his Dao Integration-level power.
Karma.
Those densely packed threads of karma.
Buddha Mother Zhunti was making his move again.
Faced with the Human Dao Saint, Heavenly Sovereign Fuxi, he had finally gotten fired up again.
Well, even taking ten thousand steps back, this should be a battle where I have no need to intervene, right?
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