Fuxi smiled faintly. "Imperial Brother, there is no need to worry. Once this tribulation passes, the Human Race will ultimately return to unity. Xuanyuan will also be able to follow Heaven's will, attain the Dao, and bring his merits to completion."
Shen Nong silently nodded at this and said no more, fixing his gaze on the battlefield below, where smoke and flames raged.
At Spirit Mountain in the West, majestic splendor filled the land, and countless wondrous phenomena appeared. Golden lotuses paved the way, Buddhist chants drifted through the air, auspicious clouds rose, and celestial flowers fell in profusion. A clear Daoist voice pierced through layer upon layer of pure lands and drifted to beneath the Bodhi Tree in the Samsara Pure Land. Two Great Awakening Golden Immortals in simple ancient Daoist robes sat facing each other beside the pool. Before them, the Eight Treasures Merit Pool rippled with light, reflecting five-grade, six-grade, and Nine-Grade Golden Lotuses blooming one after another. Wisps of purple qi curled around them, quiet and profound.
Daoist Zhunti, his face gaunt and his brows furrowed with worry, suddenly spoke. "The Human Race is in a perilous predicament. This is precisely the time for our Western Teachings to widely offer salvation and deliver all living beings!"
Across from him, Daoist Jieyin, whose face was lean and whose eyes held compassion, slowly shook his head. "Junior Brother, although the Human Race is facing a tribulation, the opportunity has yet to arrive. The great rise of the Western Teachings still requires us to quietly await Heaven's timing."
Daoist Zhunti stamped his foot and sighed anxiously. "Just how much longer must we wait?!" Before his voice had even faded, a violent surge of spiritual qi suddenly erupted. Space warped and trembled, the Bodhi Tree's branches shook wildly, and the