Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer Chapter 619 - 618: East Buddha Is Destined for Sainthood—No

In past years, the seats of the Saints were like carrots, each in its own pit.

They rarely changed.

Even if a position beca vacant, the arrival of a Saint’s opportunity was counted in tens of thousands of years.

However, in this era.

In just over a hundred years, three opportunities have arrived.

This is truly baffling, leaving people astounded.

"So, now, wouldn’t it an that as soon as a seat is vacant, soone can imdiately take it?"

Many Quasi-Saints speculate that the arrival of opportunities might be closely related to the fall of Saints.

"If that is truly the case, then wouldn’t there be a path to slaughter Saints and prove the Dao in the future?" soone said; this idea was absolutely crazy.

"What a joke, throughout ancient tis, the only ones to face a Saint as Quasi-Saints were those from thirty years ago. What are we, to even dare think such thoughts?" many people felt speechless, recognizing their own limitations.

Thirty years ago.

The feat of those four joining forces to battle a Saint is destined to be a myth difficult to replicate.

At least.

The vast majority of people cannot replicate it in this era.

Of course, that doesn’t matter.

"Although those four stand as a mountain before all Quasi-Saints, they ultimately fall one head short of the Saints!"

"As long as we can prove the Dao and beco Saints, we can surpass them halfway, just like the Venerable Emperor Chong’en did back then!"

Many Quasi-Saints have quietly erged, elevating their states to the peak, full of confidence and anticipation, aiming for a soaring seat!

They know.

Yang Jian from Daoism, Ying Zheng from Great Qin, Wutian from the Demon Realm.

They are all on different paths.

These people do not partake in the contention for seats, thus giving Quasi-Saints a chance to compete!

"Now, it just depends on whether the seat is Yin or Yang..."

Quasi-Saints from all sides hold their breath, waiting silently.

...

The arrival of opportunities not only stirred the Quasi-Saints of the world.

Even Confucius from the Outer Heaven Universe and Tathagata Buddha from the Western Heaven Buddha Country couldn’t help but frown.

Their gazes, spanning the ages, simultaneously looked toward a place beyond Heaven, with incomparably complex expressions.

But neither spoke rashly.

In the end, it was Tathagata Buddha, through the endless distance, who said to Confucius: "The hundred-year term has co."

Tathagata Buddha’s tone was calm, his deep eyes containing the sun, moon, and stars; no one knew what he was thinking.

Confucius smiled and nodded, saying: "Thank you, Tathagata Buddha, for giving so face."

Tathagata Buddha was indifferent: "Is Confucius planning to go to that battlefield now?"

Confucius did not deny it.

Tathagata Buddha said: "It seems you have made your choice, no regrets?"

Confucius smiled: "Without seeing success or failure, where does regret co from?"

Tathagata Buddha was silent for a long ti before saying: "Granted a grace by the Heavenly Dao, why oppose it? You must know that our power stems from sowhere, and as Saints, how can we defy Heaven?"

Confucius shook his head: "Buddha, you are mistaken."

Tathagata slightly frowned, Confucius laughed and said: "We are just forerunners, buying ti for those who co after. Although our generation may not succeed, we pave the way for future generations. Surely soone will succeed."

Confucius’s eyes shone brightly, full of confidence in the future.

"For a distant hope, you give up everything and go to your death, is it really worth it?"

"This..." Confucius thought for a mont and said: "A descendant once uttered a saint’s saying."

"To establish the heart for Heaven and Earth, to establish life for the people, to succeed past sages in learning, to bring peace to all ages."

"I think it’s very well said."

Confucius smiled at Tathagata Buddha and said: "Actually, didn’t your Buddhism have similar sayings?"

"If I do not enter Hell, who will enter Hell..."

"Buddha, have you forgotten."

Confucius’s face bore a gentle smile, yet his plain words thundered next to Tathagata Buddha’s ears.

Tathagata Buddha seed sowhat annoyed, gritted his teeth and said: "You are already a Saint, supre, yet you still ntion such rhetoric, don’t you find it childish and laughable?"

Confucius shook his head with a smile: "I don’t."

Tathagata Buddha, seeing this, wore a cold expression and said: "I will soon go to that battlefield, where I can fully demonstrate your ’Words and Laws Follow’."

Confucius nodded: "I once peeped at a corner of the battlefield from the upper stream of the river, and Buddha’s way of covering the sky with one hand is indeed stunning. I have long wanted to learn from it."

After speaking, he glanced in the direction of the Daoist Celestial Court, paused slightly, and said: "Casualties are inevitable in national wars, but I hope Buddha will refrain from too much killing, lest karmic obstacles hinder your full strength on the battlefield. That would indeed be regrettable."

Tathagata Buddha’s face was emotionless: "I know, you may go now."

Confucius nodded with a smile, then took his leave and vanished into the river of ti.

Tathagata Buddha withdrew his gaze, looking indifferently outside the Great Leiyin Temple.

At that mont.

A wisp of Supre Yang Qi was descending upon the Ling Mountain Celestial Realm.

Clearly, it’s another seat from the Mortal World.

Boom!

A terrifying aura appeared—it’s the long-unseen Great Ming King Peacock, and she intends to participate in the seat contention this ti.

The spectacle of the Five-Colored Divine Light spraying over Ling Mountain caused all Bodhisattvas to be shocked.

anwhile, all the Great Buddhas also appeared one after another.

Looking at the Supre Yang Qi outside the Great Leiyin Temple, these Buddhas were hesitant, apparently, they also wished to beco Saints.

But without the support of the contemporary World Honored One, these Buddhas did not dare to compete.

However, just as the Great Ming King Peacock was about to succeed, a great river of ti suddenly surged, spanning above Ling Mountain.

East Buddha appeared, striking with one palm, forcing the Great Ming King Peacock back.

"This position is not for you."

East Buddha said, still smiling but with an undeniable and rather harsh tone.

"You!"

The Great Ming King Peacock was shocked and angry, her feathers trembled, and she was about to unleash the Five-Colored Divine Light.

Unexpectedly, the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower directly suppressed her forcefully, causing a ruckus in the Buddha Country.

All Buddhas were surprised, not expecting that the long-absent East Buddha, upon descending, would act so decisively?

All eyes turned to the Great Leiyin Temple.

Including the Great Ming King Peacock, who, dodging a strike from the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower, felt both fearful and furious and couldn’t help but shout toward the Great Leiyin Temple: "Tathagata, do you not support as the Future Buddha?"

The Great Leiyin Temple, clouds rolled as clouds unfolded, didn’t respond.

The Great Ming King Peacock gritted her teeth: "Golden Cicada has long since fallen, who else is there you can trust besides ? Since you won’t help , and neither let dicine King contend, what is your aning?"

Still no response from the Great Leiyin Temple.

The Great Ming King Peacock was so angry that her face turned livid, and she shouted to the dicine King Buddha on the spot: "You once closed the formation to block East Buddha outside the Western Heaven, already forming a grudge. If he becos a Saint, where will you stand in the Western Heaven? Hurry and join forces with ?"

She tried to seek help.

However, the dicine King remained indifferent.

It was then that finally, the voice of the World Honored One ca from within the Great Leiyin Temple.

"East Buddha is destined to beco a Saint, and the position of Future Buddha has long been settled."

"No one else is allowed to contend."