Jingyun—no, Queen Mother of the West—passed through Jambu Gate, arriving in the Dry Abyss Realm from the Heavenly God Realm.
Her gaze swept over the people present, and the corner of her lips curled slightly. Finding the Buddha an obstruction, she flicked her sleeve and tossed him out of the Netherworld Realm, sending him straight to the Great Thunderclap Monastery on Spirit Mountain.
Waiting in the Great Thunderclap Monastery for the Buddhas to return was what the Buddha ought to be doing. The current game concerned those of reincarnation and had little karmic connection to him.
If there had to be one, it could only be that the Six Paths Goddess had died at the hands of the first and most ancient Heavenly Emperor!
With the slightest gesture, Queen Mother of the West displayed cultivation above the Golden Immortal level. Her gaze, as though appraising merchandise, made Sword Venerable Su Ran frown repeatedly. It was that very look—back when she had served as the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden in the Heavenly Court, the Heavenly Emperor's eyes had held that same mercilessness.
Bai Wuyan watched the regal and luxurious Queen Mother of the West without expression, but the violent heaving of her chest showed that she was nowhere near as calm as she appeared.
Clang!
A clear, piercing sword cry tore through the sky like silk ripped apart, shredding the last trace of silence.
The instant the No Calamity Sword left its sheath, its cry shook the heavens. A great sun roared into being overhead, and the phantom of a White Phoenix spread its wings.
Sword light surged toward the heavens, blazing like flame.
Like radiance erupting from the core of the great sun—scorching, pure, irresistible—it stabbed at the eyes until none could keep them open.
The White Phoenix phantom was