Mount Sumeru, thirty-six Buddhas sat cross-legged in the void, Buddha's Light Shines Universally, powerful beyond measure.
Behind the thirty-six Buddhas stood the Buddhist Bodhisattvas, far more numerous than the thirty-six.
Behind the Bodhisattvas stood five hundred Arhats, golden light gleaming brilliantly and drawing every eye.
Sumeru Buddha Mountain, the true voice of the Western Buddhist Realm, had stood upon the western lands of the Divine Realm since ancient times, undying for more than a hundred thousand years.
Even across the entire Divine Realm, the Buddhist mountain was one of the few colossal giants that could be counted on one's fingers.
Within the Buddhist Realm, the most renowned Western Buddha and Cihang Bodhisattva were already legendary powerhouses. In the Fifth Realm, their might shook the world.
That day, atop the Buddhist mountain and before the Western Buddha, Cihang Bodhisattva emerged above a lotus platform, returning from his demon-slaying expedition.
Upon the lotus platform, Cihang Bodhisattva bent low and offered a respectful salute.
Ahead, the Western Buddha smiled and nodded in acknowledgment.
The two great figures of the Buddhist mountain treated one another cordially, without the slightest trace of disrespect or impropriety.
Not long after Cihang Bodhisattva returned, two figures approached from the end of the Buddhist mountain, a man and a woman. The man wore plain robes and had white hair, while the woman was dressed in rosy red.
Ning Chen and Aizen Myōō arrived together. The Buddhist powerhouses turned their eyes toward them, their expressions grave.
Aizen had truly brought this demon back.
On the Buddhist mountain, the two stopped. Aizen Myōō bowed in salute, a smile ever present on his face.
At his side, Ning Chen looked at the Western Buddha ahead and politely returned a salute.
"Young man, we meet again."
In the void, the Western Buddha looked