The Great Lingyin Temple, Spirit Tone Treasure Hall.
This was Ao Jin's first visit to the Western Extremity Holy Land, the seat of the Buddhist Sect's World-Honored One.
Though she stood in a Buddhist holy land filled with Buddhas, Ao Jin trembled all over before the kindly-faced Jinjue Buddha, her entire dragon body as limp as a loach.
Brought in alongside Ao Jin were a furry monkey, a vulture with a wrinkled head, and a large cat wearing a miserable expression.
After bringing the four of them in, Lingxi Arhat bowed to Jinjue Buddha. "My Buddha, these are the vile beasts who took the places of Zhenlong, Zhenjiu, Zhenshi, and Zhenmi, allowing them to escape!"
"Not only did Zhenlong and the others flee without permission, they stole Buddhist Treasures and even brought about the Buddha Fiend uprising. Their crimes are utterly unforgivable! These vile beasts helped them escape, and even death cannot atone for their crimes. Please issue your decree, my Buddha, and punish these wretches!"
As Lingxi Arhat's furious voice rang out, the demon-subduing aura of his Pure Yang Realm erupted. The four, whose cultivation reached no higher than the Void Refinement Stage, nearly turned into blood mist on the spot. Had spilling blood not been improper within the Spirit Tone Treasure Hall, Lingxi Arhat would likely have already struck Ao Jin and the others dead.
Looking at the angry or disgusted expressions of the Bodhisattvas and Arhats throughout the hall, Ao Jin felt ready to faint. How had I ended up like this?!
In truth, Ao Jin did not know how she had come to the Great Lingyin Temple, much less how she had ended up sitting on a Lotus Throne as some counterfeit Chaste Dragon Bodhisattva. She remembered nothing of what had happened before. It was as