Wu Fa's heart was exceedingly heavy. Among the World-Openers of their generation, the Divine Lord had already ascended—the fastest of them all.
Though Zhang Yang was hailed as the lord of Martial Dao, there was currently no sign of it whatsoever.
Of the remaining Buddha Dao and Sage Dao, Buddha Dao occupied the entirety of the Return to Origin Temple Continent.
Sage Dao, meanwhile, had established academies across every continent in the world except the Return to Origin Temple Continent.
In terms of sheer reach, the Sage Master undoubtedly held the advantage.
Yet Wu Fa knew very clearly that not many people actually entered academies to study.
Their Return to Origin Temple, on the other hand, occupied an entire continent, and nearly every living being practiced Buddhism.
Thus, they appeared stronger than Sage Dao.
But now, Wu Fa no longer thought so.
He had a feeling that the power of Sage Dao was everywhere beneath heaven.
It even seemed poised to invade the Return to Origin Temple.
This was Buddhist Dharma's private preserve. Naturally, Wu Fa could not permit Sage Dao to enter. Thus, the two forces formed a deadlock at the borders of the Return to Origin Temple.
The two powers remained locked in stalemate for a long while. Then, within the Vast Righteous Qi, the Sage Master's phantom appeared. With kind brows and gentle eyes, he looked at Wu Fa. "I 'saw' the fates of countless living beings in the Return to Origin Temple. Their lives are, in truth, terribly miserable. Buddhist Dharma may indeed be the supreme Dao of heaven and earth, but has the Buddha's method of cultivating Buddhist Dharma perhaps gone astray?
Letting those living beings live a little better need not be contrary to cultivating Buddha Dao.
What does the Buddha think?"
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