All the cultivators between Heaven and Earth, and indeed all living beings, seemed to be watching this struggle for supremacy in silence.
The Nine Great Sacred Lands had once been branches of the same tree, sharing the same breath, yet the other sacred lands remained silent now, seemingly intending to use Buddhism to test the strength of this newborn, so-called Divine Dao.
Nothing stood between the two sides. With the other sacred lands saying nothing, the smaller sects and even the rogue cultivators could only hold their breath and quietly await the coming battle.
Some still firmly believed that the Nine Great Sacred Lands had deep foundations, far beyond what a newly established power could shake.
Even though the Divine Dao had reclaimed the entire Mortal World with the speed of a thunderbolt, many still held absolute confidence in the Nine Great Sacred Lands, which ranked among the foremost powers between Heaven and Earth.
After all, peace had reigned between Heaven and Earth for a long time. Among the beings who had lived in peace for so long, none wished to break the existing order.
Quite a few discerning people naturally recognized the Divine Dao's boundless potential. Even if it lost this great battle, Buddhism would surely suffer a grievous blow to its vitality.
Both sides followed the path of drawing Power of Faith from all beings. Buddhism had now gone to one extreme, draining the pond to catch the fish as it gathered faith.
The Divine Dao had taken the other path, one of mutual support: beings could believe or not believe, and gods coexisted with all living beings.
The former had instantly given Western Buddhism three thousand Great Cultivators, with even more top-tier fighters than the other Nine Great Sacred Lands. Moreover, so long as the Buddha Kingdoms