Will the Western Lands Have Their Day of Flourishing? The Heavenly Emperor Watches All Beings Rise and Fall-Can This Great Tide Truly Not Be Changed?

Hearing even the Dao Ancestor say that, the Two Shakya nearly spat blood, but they dared not argue with him.

All they could do was ask sheepishly, "Teacher, what should we do next? Disasters and man-made calamities keep striking the Western Land. Today, we truly don't know what to do!"

"Please show us the way, Teacher. Your disciples truly don't know what to do!"

"Teacher, the Western Land really has suffered. We're at our wits' end. Please help us..."

Though the Dao Ancestor had scolded them,

the two still refused to give up.

With miserable faces, they continued to plead.

"Enough. Go back. I know what you're thinking."

"The time is not yet ripe. Wait in the Western Land. When the time comes, the Western Lands will naturally have their day of flourishing."

At that moment,

the Dao Ancestor offered them a word of encouragement.

The Two Shakya were overjoyed. After bowing in thanks,

they left Chaos. The ruin Haotian had wrought upon the Western Land slipped entirely from their minds.

The Primordial Wilderness.

At the Old Site of Buzhou Mountain.

Outside the gates of the Heavenly Realm.

Taibai Golden Star led the countless immortals of the Heavenly Court in a welcoming procession.

Every immortal official wore a look of reverence and excitement. The wild joy on their faces had never faded.

Instead, it grew fiercer, like flames doused in oil!

Why were they so delighted?

Because, without anyone knowing, Heavenly Emperor Haotian had quietly become a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal. How could they not rejoice?

After all, this was an age of Saints.

Great powers of the Demon Race and Witch Clan had become Saints one after another.

Even Queen Mother Niangniang of the Jade Pool Fairyland was a Hunyuan Saint.

She kept a low profile

and was