"Very well." The cool, ethereal female voice gave a terse reply.
The dream returned to tranquility. The flawless, luminous full moon gradually faded into unreality, and the old boatman's figure seemed to dissolve like a bubble, vanishing along with the entire world.
Within the Nine Abysses, atop Pitch-Black Peak, Meng Qi sat cross-legged, his hands forming a seal before him. One hand shimmered with purple lightning, the other with pale gold. In his mind, he recalled what Gu Xiaosang had said earlier:
"Back then, the Golden Emperor used me as a Dao marker, giving me her experience and knowledge. Knowing more allowed me to plan more deeply, but there was a limit to that. Ever since she was born from the womb, I no longer knew her memories. Trying to grasp her current situation and arrangements could easily lead me into a trap."
"Yet for me to have preserved my own spirituality and developed an independent consciousness, some great figure must have secretly intervened. I'm not sure who it was—perhaps Yuanshi Tianzun, perhaps Lingbao Tianzun. He showed me many clear futures and revealed secrets even the Old Mother didn't know. That is the foundation of our plans, and where our chance of survival lies."
"At first glance, Amitabha Buddha belongs to the enemy camp and is firmly allied with the Old Mother, making him impossible to win over. But think it through carefully, and you'll reach a conclusion that defies expectations. The Buddhist Kingdom on Earth and the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss are fundamentally at odds; sooner or later, one will have to prevail over the other. With Maitreya's Achieve Dao being an event capable of overturning the balance, Amitabha Buddha and Wusheng Laomu may appear united but are divided within. Lay out the stakes and reveal the