"Amitabha Buddha, all beings suffer, all beings toil, why persist in such misery..."
Watching the two entangled in schemes, the Buddha's face was laden with sorrow, even shedding golden tears that fell to the ground, making the surrounding earth seem steeped in sadness due to his compassion.
"The suffering of man lies in desire. When the toxins of greed, anger, and ignorance seep into the organs, even divinity cannot save them. All beings... they simply fail to understand this principle. If they did, how could such a catastrophic crisis emerge in this world?"
The melancholic atmosphere spread across a ten-mile radius, even the wind blowing around seemed to carry a mournful cry.
"That disgusting fellow—there he goes again, lamenting with his revolting rhetoric."
High above in the heavens, Ziwei looked down at the sorrow-faced Buddha below with a cold expression, her gaze filled with disdain.
