"We can still restore our former glory!"
Hongjun's words were quiet, yet they stirred echo after echo through the vast, empty Zixiao Palace, each word striking precisely at Laozi's and Yuanshi's hearts.
It was a stirring that had lain dormant for far too long.
Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi's rigid body relaxed slightly. He turned toward Laozi beside him, and when their gazes met, each saw a long-absent spark in the other's eyes.
Indeed.
Jieyin's transformation had given them-and the Dao Ancestor-tremendous confidence.
Amitabha, Zhunti Buddha Mother.
Henceforth, the Buddhist School Lineage would be governed by two Sages.
With these two Sages sharing the same roots and branches as the Profound Gate, they would surely gather fortune anew and oppose the increasingly rampant Human Dao and Interception Sect.
Moreover, compared with the Western Teachings once governed by Jieyin and Zhunti, it was now countless times stronger.
This alone was enough to stir another immense upheaval throughout heaven and earth.
Their Profound Gate remained the rightful orthodoxy of this world!
At this thought, much of the dread and envy Laozi and Yuanshi had felt over Amitabha's Sainthood Creation from nothing quietly faded.
In its place came an anticipation born of their shared hatred of a common enemy.
They bowed slightly to Hongjun at the head of the hall, acknowledging the Dao Ancestor's expectations.
Throughout it all, Amitabha and Zhunti Buddha Mother remained seated cross-legged where they were, their sacred countenances solemn. Neither reacted to the exchange, as though none of it concerned them.
In truth, Jieyin had been this way ever since proving the Dao of Hunyuan Wuji.
It felt as though no conflict or upheaval in the outside world could ever shake his Dao heart again.
Naturally, Zhunti Buddha Mother was the same.
One could well imagine how indestructible Jieyin's Dao heart