Ao Guang: A Promise Is a Promise

At the border between Xiniuhezhou and Beijuluzhou, two intersecting streams of Buddhist light were locked in a game of chess.

On two peaks soaring ten thousand zhang high, Rulai and Maitreya faced each other from afar across a sea of clouds.

"Namo Maitreya Buddha!"

"Rulai, the Past Buddha, where is your Twelve-Grade Merit Golden Lotus? Why has it vanished without a trace?"

Maitreya stared at the golden Lotus Platform beneath Rulai and spoke with a hidden blade in his smile:

"Could it be that the two teachers took it back?"

"Oh my, it seems our Past Buddha is about to live up to his title!"

Watching Maitreya revel in his triumph, Buddha Tathagata remained calm and unruffled, merely smiling faintly.

"Maitreya, where is your Twelve-grade Pure World White Lotus?"

"Could it be that Emperor Ziwei took it back as well?"

At those words, Maitreya's smiling expression suddenly froze, and his face darkened slightly.

Damn it. I was so busy mocking him that I forgot my own Lotus Platform had vanished...

"The Buddha says: It cannot be spoken of!"

"I have matters to attend to in the north, so I shall take my leave first!"

The white Lotus Platform beneath Maitreya transformed into a mass of Auspicious Clouds and carried him toward Beijuluzhou.

Watching Maitreya flee in disgrace, Buddha Tathagata felt immensely satisfied. At last, he had vented some of his frustration...

"Buddha Ancestor!"

"The Primordial Land is being re-created!"

A beam of Buddhist light came from the west, and four figures emerged from it.

They were precisely the four great bodhisattvas of Buddhism, who had reunited after being separated for an entire kalpa.

"Indeed. Endless land is being re-created west of the West Sea, but..."

"West Sea Dragon King is guiding the waters of the Sea Eye into it, intending