"Yes!"
Marshal Tian Peng's voice was resolute.
Yet the few of them fell silent.
Buddhahood was the highest fruition Buddhism could attain and the strongest rank in Spiritual Mountain. A Buddha named for battle should have had no trouble destroying the Eternal Life Demon Palace. But this Victorious Buddha, who belonged to neither Mahayana Buddhism nor Hinayana Buddhism in Spiritual Mountain, was no longer the peerless hero who had once been filled with passion...
He wanted to cultivate Buddhahood and refine his true self, yet he lacked the Buddha's kindness and compassion. How could he care about whether the world suffered?
What had the Journey to the West given him? It had given him a settled, tempered heart and restrained his ferocity. It had given him peerless merit. It had given him endless magical power...
Nezha remained silent for a long while. As a Heavenly Court general who had fought Sun Wukong more than a thousand years ago, he was filled with emotion as well. Only after a long time did he say, "This is probably the strongest Buddha, and perhaps also the most useless Buddha fruition. The kasaya and lotus throne only wiped out his distracting thoughts. They're useless for anything else!"
"Passion, spirit, love and hatred, convictions—they were probably all wiped out as distracting thoughts by his Buddha fruition!"
"There's no need to say more. This is Heaven's will."
"It was a mistake to insist on placing our hopes of victory on a Buddha who has never spoken up. After cultivating for so many years, can't you all even understand such a simple principle? If he helps us, that's a tremendous merit. If he doesn't, that's only natural."
"Bodhisattva Guangli is right. As the saying goes, it's better to rely on yourself than on others. There are so