They did not know what shape this new order would take, or whether the Ancestor would redistribute Auspicious Qi, replace Dao lineages, and reset the Three Realms Order.
Still less did they know whether the already badly depleted Chan Sect and Western Lands Buddhism would be further weakened, pushed to the margins, and utterly stripped of the power to compete within this new order.
Panic, unease, and bewilderment wove together and lingered around the Two Buddhas and in Yuanshi's heart.
By contrast, Zu Long, Ancestor Phoenix, and Ancestor Kirin stood silently to the side. The sacred ancestors of the Three Tribes looked steady and composed, with a faint knowingness hidden in their eyes. They had ravines in their chests and had long since foreseen this.
Zu Long had once ventured deep into the forbidden ground of Return to Void, glimpsed the secret existences from beyond the realm lying dormant in the Depths of Return to Void, and understood that the primordial world was not eternally secure. Beyond it, unknown great forces were still watching like tigers eyeing their prey.
Precisely because they had glimpsed fragments of heaven's secrets in advance and knew that the primordial world was not the end, and that Heaven and Earth still had other upheavals in store, the Three Tribes had withdrawn from the stage early, abandoned internal strife, held fast to themselves, and prepared everything in advance for the coming great transformation.
Thus, at this moment, the Three Ancestors' minds were firm, without the slightest panic.
Only Yuanshi, Zhunti, Jieyin, and the others were kept in the dark, knowing nothing of the future great trend.
Their hearts were filled with anxiety, countless distracting thoughts surging, yet they did not dare say much, did not dare question. They could only forcefully suppress the panic in their