Taking all races as the Dao, this path was destined to be difficult.
Because Xu Zimo had the Divine Continent, which provided fertile ground for all races to exist, he had created the Myriad Races.
But what about the Founder Buddha?
He had nothing.
Even the Myriad Buddha Star was merely a world born naturally by the universe itself.
It was not a world created by the Founder Buddha.
There was a difference between the two as vast as heaven and earth.
The Founder Buddha was the Founder Buddha, and the Myriad Buddha Star was the Myriad Buddha Star. They were independent of each other.
Xu Zimo and the Divine Continent, however, complemented one another.
The stronger Xu Zimo became, the more boundless and vast the Divine Continent would become.
Wanting to give birth to all races on the Myriad Buddha Star was an exceedingly difficult matter.
At the very least, it had not succeeded so far.
Though it could fool ordinary people, Xu Zimo could tell at a glance that these people's bodies and souls were incomplete.
"You have sharp eyes, Fellow Daoist. May I ask where you come from?" the man before him asked.
"Before asking me, shouldn't you first announce your own name?" Xu Zimo said.
"You should have already guessed it, Fellow Daoist. They call me the Founder Buddha," the man before him said with a smile.
"But from beginning to end, I have only called myself Buddha."
"I cannot bear the word 'Founder.'"
The moment Xu Zimo entered the Myriad Buddha Star, the Founder Buddha had sensed it.
After all, this was his home ground.
Whenever anyone entered, he would receive a warning.
Especially when it was a powerhouse of this level, which made him all the more tense.
He did not want his Myriad