The turmoil in the Heavenly Court left even Buddha Tathagata struggling to digest such staggering news.
But the pain of severed fingers quickly snapped Tathagata back to reality.
Moreover, He recognized the identity of the absorber in an instant.
"Bodhisattva Guanyin, Yang Jian, Zhen Wu!"
Tathagata's voice was filled with murderous intent.
Three fingers on His right hand swiftly crumbled away.
Each finger connected to the heart.
Only He knew the extent of His pain.
"Tathagata, stay calm, look at the fate of Zi Wei and Gou Chen, your loss is minor in comparison," Ji Changsheng advised, "You've only lost three fingers, they, on the other hand, have lost their lives."
Buddha Tathagata's anger shifted to laughter, "Seems like the Balance Great Sage that beast doesn't have enough foundation to ascend to Supreme Unity."
Ji Changsheng fell silent for half a second.
Actually, he could accept it.