Whoosh.
Hun Xiu swept his hand.
His sleeve swayed gently.
With a single wave of Hun Xiu's hand, Randeng and Maitreya appeared outside the South Heaven Gate.
Randeng and Maitreya helped each other to their feet.
They exchanged a glance.
Each could see the terror in the other's eyes.
Their hearts trembled.
They also felt a lingering sense of having survived a calamity.
Subhuti had been annihilated.
Yet they were still alive.
They did not know how to describe their feelings at this moment.
Words could not describe them.
Supporting each other, they cast a meaningful look at the South Heaven Gate.
Then they left in terror.
Spirit Mountain.
Inside a secret chamber.
Tathagata sat cross-legged.
Beneath him.
Was a twelve-petaled golden lotus.
It made Tathagata seem even more sacred and pure.
Like an immortal deity in the world.
No...
Tathagata was an immortal deity.
The leader among immortal deities.
When Randeng and Maitreya appeared in the secret chamber.
Tathagata's tightly shut eyes.
Slowly opened at that moment.
He looked at Randeng and Maitreya.
"Past Buddha!"
"Present Buddha!"
"You have returned."
Seeing Randeng and Maitreya return, Tathagata did not need to ask. From their current state, he knew.
The two had suffered at the Heavenly Court, at Hun Xiu's hands.
"Amitabha."
Tathagata uttered a Buddhist Chant.
"How did it go, you two Buddhas?"
He knew already.
But what needed to be asked still had to be asked.
Randeng and Maitreya's hearts trembled upon hearing this. To them, Tathagata's question.
Was undoubtedly rubbing salt into their wounds and tearing open their scars.
They were already in such a state.
Did he still need to ask? He clearly knew the answer.
He wanted to see them make fools of themselves!
Fortunes turned in cycles.
When they had seen Tathagata return before.