He pressed his palms together, compassion on his face, chanted the Buddha's name, and bowed to the Great Emperor Gai Jiuyou. "Thank you for the reminder, fellow Daoist. Otherwise, I might have committed a grave mistake today!"
"If you can turn back in time, you can still be saved..."
Gai Jiuyou gazed at the old monk and said bluntly, "Otherwise, I might have to subdue a demon!"
He knew very well what the consequences would be if the other man forcibly borrowed the Power of Faith of all living beings and led countless Buddhist disciples onto the Road to Immortality, only to fail.
That would inevitably bring about an irreparable catastrophe, affecting hundreds of millions of living beings and sending rivers of blood flowing.
As the reigning Great Emperor, knowing full well that the other man could not succeed, he could not allow Amitabha Great Emperor to act recklessly.
"My Buddha is merciful. You jest, fellow Daoist!"
The old monk gave a bitter chuckle.
He did not grow angry at Gai Jiuyou's words.
It was not that he feared this reigning Great Emperor, but that he truly did not wish to see living beings plunged into misery.
The vast Power of Faith that had been surging and gathering incessantly from every direction gradually subsided.
An indescribable mighty power swept through, calming the countless fervent, excited Buddhist disciples and allowing them to understand the whole story.
"Amitabha Buddha!"
Light shone between everyone's brows, and their bodies trembled slightly.
They sighed one after another, filled with regret, and chanted the Buddha's name in unison.
But they felt no blame or resentment, nor even the slightest unwillingness. Instead, they expressed understanding.
For they now understood that this was merely an incarnation left behind by Amitabha Great Emperor.
Although he possessed combat strength comparable