Below, Shiluo seemed not to have sensed Old Yao's helplessness in the slightest. He once again pressed his palms together toward Old Yao and bowed deeply, bending even lower, his voice incomparably solemn as he explained:
"Reporting to my Buddha, when my Great Spirit Mountain founded its sect, it was built upon the Buddhist principles and lineage left behind by the Great Sun Undying Buddha fifty thousand years ago."
"Before the Great Sun Undying Buddha entered nirvana, he left a prophecy on Spirit Mountain, stating that in a future age, a Buddha Patriarch would rise from obscurity. With one thought, he could transform demons; with one thought, he could become a Buddha. In the end, he would leave his name upon the Firmament Ranking, and with great Supernatural Power and great wisdom, he would deliver the Great Thousand World and subdue all Outer-domain Demonic Tribulation."
Shiluo raised his eyes to look at Old Yao, the light in his gaze growing ever more devout, as though the person before him was the Great Dao he had pursued his entire life:
"Today, this disciple witnessed with his own eyes my Buddha using three strange treasures to first suppress the Blood Demon, then deliver the Vengeful Souls, transforming the Blood Sea into a lotus pond and subduing fierce evil into Dharma protectors. His every word and deed matched what was stated in the prophecy."
"The mountain lord, Kuji Buddha, had also long ago deduced the workings of heaven and clearly stated that the Western Heaven Territory is the land of ultimate bliss spoken of in the Buddha Dharma, and that it is destined with my Buddha. This disciple has traveled here for a long time, and at last has seen my Buddha's true countenance. This life holds no regrets!"
As his words fell,