The Feeling of Being Revered by the Multitudes

The little demons were all hopping and jumping about, their faces wreathed in smiles. They seemed eager to see the Saint Infant Great King cut off Marshal Tian Peng's ear, as though it were a great deal of fun.

Marshal Tian Peng leaned against the stone pillar, his face filled with grief. He murmured, "I'm sorry, Brother Monkey. I couldn't persuade Master to help you back then. I'm sorry, all the immortals of Heaven. I, Tian Peng, still failed to complete my mission."

The Saint Infant Great King ignored whatever he was saying. A sinister smile curled his lips as he opened the large scissors with both hands and moved to cut off Marshal Tian Peng's left ear.

Little White Dragon grew both anxious and sorrowful at the sight. He also thought of his own eventual fate and said, "Second Martial Brother, why put yourself through this?"

Just as the scissors were about to sever Marshal Tian Peng's ear, a dazzling five-colored radiance suddenly burst forth from the center of the cave.

All the little demons froze and looked over. The Saint Infant Great King also stopped what he was doing and turned toward the glowing spot.

Within the halo, a gigantic lotus slowly emerged. It continued turning leisurely amid the five-colored radiance.

"What is this?"

Confusion appeared in the Saint Infant Great King's eyes. He scratched his head and asked with great curiosity.

The little demons stared at it for a long while. Clearly, most of them had never seen anything like it either.

Just then, one of the little demons stepped forward. A pair of antler-like horns grew from his head. Looking at the Saint Infant Great King, he said, "Great King, I heard my grandfather talk about this. It's Guanyin Bodhisattva's lotus throne. That five-colored radiance is