Life was truly impossible. Spirit Mountain instantly fell into an eerie silence, and Tathagata even coughed up blood. Though the sky was bright and clear, with not a cloud for miles, dark clouds hung over Tathagata's heart, leaving no dawn in sight.
Maitreya's mouth merely twitched. He could now thoroughly understand how the other party felt. If it were him, being toyed with like this time and again would be unbearable too. The Heavenly Dao was bullying people too much.
Unfortunately, there was no room for rebuttal. This was the merit of mending the heavens, and Ksitigarbha had earned it through his own efforts. Just thinking about it made clear that this was a tremendous opportunity, one that could only be encountered by chance. The last merit of mending the heavens had been obtained long, long ago by the ancient divine being Nüwa.
With a helpless sigh, Maitreya could only lament that teams were hard to lead these days.
Dipamkara's bitterness was no less than Tathagata's. Roc had been captured, but they could not deal him a fatal blow, with Kong Xuan watching nearby. They had finally found Ksitigarbha, and the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl was about to come home, but damn it, Ksitigarbha had vanished. Now Ksitigarbha had even become a Buddha. Not only had he failed to retrieve the pearl, he had also offended a Buddha for no reason at all. The thought alone was unpleasant.
Of course, that was not the key issue. He understood what was. Perhaps the reconstruction of the Six Paths had something to do with the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl. He had lost both the woman and the army, while thoroughly offending Natural Daoist. As for Dong Re, he did not take him seriously. In his eyes, Dong Re was merely a pawn; Dongwang Gong