"You're not looking too good right now!"
Ancestor Minghe looked at the Buddhist light radiating from every inch of his body, exuding an aura that declared all past dreams illusory bubbles and only the Buddha real.
With some apprehension, he put distance between himself and Old Ancestor Kunpeng.
These Buddhist tricks were the most annoying of all. They were forever "enlightening" people. Fine, that was the word they used.
In reality, all the great Divine Ability cultivators knew.
That thing was a stamp! Using the stamp of a powerful Buddhist Divine Ability cultivator, they forced all those paths, all Buddhism's twisted, convoluted doctrines, into the body of a cultivator who wanted nothing to do with Buddhism!
Once a cultivator's Great Dao was filled with Buddhist marks,
no matter how unwilling he was, he could only become a lackey of Buddhism.
And, quite aptly,
Buddhism called it deliverance.
But who in the entire Primordial World didn't fucking know?
Buddhist deliverance was actually a form of Ideological Branding!
Some years earlier, at the second millennial democratic conference held in the Primordial World's Zixiao Palace,
many, many races had submitted a joint petition demanding the abolition of this evil Buddhist practice of deliverance!
It was only because Buddhism had those two Sages
that they had forcibly dragged the matter out for two thousand years already!
Yet this evil practice still hadn't been stopped!
Sometimes, Old Ancestor Kunpeng and Ancestor Minghe were both baffled.
Their Demon Path and the Asura Path, which belonged to the Devil Dao in all but name, did little more than kill people and play the madman.
Yet practicing this bizarre Buddhist path was even more shameless than the things people resisted them for!
If cultivation required you to devoutly worship a predecessor, didn't that mean you could never surpass