Maitreya Buddha's smile was gone, replaced by anger and grief. "Yang Jiao, my disciple! Ren, I'll kill you and avenge him!"
In his fury, Maitreya Buddha's boundless Buddhist light turned to Fiendish Qi!
Within the Eight-Treasure Merit Pool, Liuli Buddha cried, "Amitabha... So that's it. Buddhism has a weakness like this! No wonder that mysterious man always defeated me in a single blow when we fought above the heavens. The weakness lay in my own foundation! He must be a powerful cultivator of the Devil Dao, and he told Ren about it. Now Buddhism's weakness has been laid bare to the entire Primordial World!"
Maitreya Buddha gritted his teeth and stared into the Mystic Light Mirror. Ren's calm expression, coupled with the roar of Yang Jiao's self-destruction below, filled him with indescribable rage. "I will kill Ren!"
With that, Maitreya Buddha moved to leave Spirit Mountain!
Before he could take a step, Liuli Buddha roared, "Wait! Don't let hatred cloud your judgment! Buddhism is facing a crisis. Whatever your grievances, put them aside for now!"
Liuli Buddha's stern gaze made Maitreya Buddha's heart ache. He turned, tears streaming down his face. "Senior brother... He was my only disciple, the one I cherished most, the one I was proudest of! Now he's gone. If his body had exploded, I could have rebuilt it. If his Primordial Spirit had exploded, the Eight-Treasure Merit Pool could have restored him. But even his True Spirit exploded. He didn't leave himself a chance at Reincarnation. Waaah..."
Maitreya Buddha wept like a child, utterly heartbroken! In the Primordial World, many treated their disciples as their own children. How could Maitreya Buddha not be furious and grief-stricken after watching his child die?
Liuli Buddha sighed. He understood Maitreya Buddha's pain, but he could only grit his teeth.