While the Heavenly Emperor cultivated in the river of time, the Primordial Three Realms were exceedingly lively, especially as Tang Sanzang's Journey to the East neared its end.
As for the Journey to the West, even its presider was still suppressed. There was not even a shadow of it, let alone any people.
The Buddhist Sect was so anxious it was practically burning up, and Jieyin's dissatisfaction with the Primordial Beginning Heavenly King grew ever stronger.
Although the Buddhist Sect's fortune was rising, the core arrangement for its great flourishing had gone astray. That was the fundamental reason he could not tolerate it.
Below the lotus platform on Spirit Mountain, Manjushri, Puxian, and the other Bodhisattvas looked terrified. Their clasped hands trembled slightly, and their lowered eyes could not conceal the fear within them.
They knew all too well what Jieyin Buddha Ancestor's fury meant at this moment—the deviation in the Journey to the West arrangement and the Primordial Beginning Heavenly King's cold indifference had already driven the Buddhist Sect to the edge of a cliff.
They had no power to refute the Primordial Beginning Heavenly King's detachment, nor could they shake the new order brought by Tang Sanzang's Journey to the East. They could only let the oppressive atmosphere of Spirit Mountain envelop them, leaving even their minds somewhat suffocated.
"It will not be so easy if you want to reap the rewards without lifting a finger!" Jieyin's voice suddenly rose, carrying boundless Malevolent Qi as it exploded over Spirit Mountain, cracking even the auspicious clouds around the lotus platform.
The golden light suddenly blazed, yet Malevolent Qi stained it dark.
Scriptures flew through the sky.
Boom!
Thunder exploded as the weather over the western Spirit Mountain changed abruptly. Dark clouds blanketed the sky, and lightning flashed amid rolling