Tang Sanzang: This Poor Monk Has Come to Mediate

Sleeping Buddha Temple

Maitreya looked at the unconscious Li Xiuyuan. Anger ignited in his heart, and with a sweep of his broad sleeve, he flew toward Rulai.

"Rulai, aren't you being a little too overbearing?"

"Dragon Subduer must complete this lifetime before he can achieve perfection. How is what you're doing any different from pulling up seedlings to help them grow?"

Hearing this, Rulai gave a soft laugh:

"Dragon Subduer was originally an Arhat of the Western Buddhist Gate. His return to his rightful place is only natural!"

Before Rulai's laughter faded, the Twelve-Grade Merit Golden Lotus floated above the center of the hall, its golden petals unfolding layer by layer.

The radiance blooming from the Twelve-Grade Merit Golden Lotus swept toward the phantom of the golden divine dragon.

"We're all disciples of the Buddhist Gate. What difference is there between your Western Spirit Mountain and my Great Snow Mountain in the north?"

Maitreya snorted coldly, his expression instantly darkening as the cloth sack in his hand suddenly opened wide.

"You're not the only one with a Lotus Platform. I have one too!"

A streak of white light poured out, barely blocking the phantom of the divine dragon from the Merit Golden Lotus.

The clash between the two Buddhas caused brilliant light to flood Nanzhanbuzhou.

Countless powerful beings who lived in seclusion throughout the Mortal Realm turned their gazes toward the scene. They were more than happy to watch such an entertaining spectacle.

"Maitreya, you're no match for me!"

"I advise you not to make any pointless struggles. Leaving the Mortal Realm obediently is your best choice."

Buddha Tathagata sat cross-legged atop a golden cloud, his expression unruffled. This was an internal affair of the Buddhist Gate between him and Maitreya. Even if Shi Yu came, he still had some