Western Paradise, Spirit Mountain,
Great Leiyin Temple.
"It seems we have no choice but to let Yang Chan come."
"Yang Chan's Lotus Lantern appeared in the hands of the Tang Emperor. Could this be the will of the Grand Exalted Celestial?"
"It should not be the Grand Exalted Celestial. His disposition would not lead him to do something so obvious, but... it is not entirely impossible that it is the result of his tacit approval."
"Since the Grand Exalted Celestial intends to stir up trouble, Guanyin Bodhisattva going to the Heavenly Court to demand an explanation will likely lead to complications!"
"This old monk supposes it should go quite smoothly. They may set up hurdles regarding the journey to the West, but they cannot truly hinder the eastward transmission of the Buddhist Dharma. This is an agreement jointly reached by the five sages. Moreover, with that person's permission, it can be said that no one can intercept the path of our Buddhism's great flourishing.
Even the Grand Exalted Celestial, ruler of the Three Realms, cannot."
The past, future, and present Buddhas discussed.
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Puff, puff, puff!
Rubble and gravel rolled.
Covered in dust all over, he slowly crawled out from the ruins of the Lion Camel City gate, his footsteps treading heavily amidst the broken walls.
Fresh blood flowed from various parts of his body, alongside very obvious traces of dislocated bones.
Every step was very slow, while his hands were not idle, gritting his teeth to restore his dislocated bones back to their original places.
This process was extremely painful.
The intense sensation of pain stimulated his nerves, causing Wang Ming's mouth to twitch uncontrollably. Although this was not his true body, the pain would not be reduced in any way after his divine soul moved in.
The sensation