The inter-realm war between the Primordial World and the Journey to the West World had just begun.
As the Three Pure Ones of the Journey to the West forcefully broke out, pressing against the heavy burden of over three thousand principles of the Primordial World, they rushed into the Primordial World and located the Three Pure Ones of the Primordial World to initiate a solo soul-matching.
They successfully triggered the origin war.
Magnificent and solemn Sanskrit chanting suddenly resounded between heaven and earth, its sound waves resembling heavenly drums and thunder, piercing through time and space, shaking all directions, and causing all things to fall silent.
Golden light spread out from the Journey to the West World toward the Primordial World, cascading like waterfalls and rosy clouds, scattering across the heavens and the earth.
The source of the golden light was a great mountain.
This great mountain was none other than Mount Sumeru, the holy land of Buddhism.
Mount Sumeru slowly emerged from the Journey to the West World, squeezing downward against the barriers of the Primordial World in an attempt to force its way into the Primordial World.
Mount Sumeru was inherently a deep mountain, towering and sacred, impossible to look upon directly.
At the summit, white clouds churned and auspicious mist drifted, while two dazzling Nine Rank Golden Lotus of Merit floated quietly amid the sea of clouds, emitting immortal Buddhist light from above.
Seated cross-legged upon the lotus pedestals were the two supreme sages of the Western Teaching—Jieyin and Zhunti.
Their expressions were compassionate, their dharma forms solemn, and boundless Buddhist light surged around them, resembling the sacred will condensed from hundreds of millions of faiths.
Their gazes drooped down, as if watching over all living beings, and also as if overlooking the karmic cycle of the