The sun and moon crossed the heavens; Mountains and Rivers had cracks.
Divine Hero shouldered his Sun-Moon Shovel and brought it down. The strike split even the immortal intent before Jiang Wang into fissures—within those fissures, flowers bloomed, lotus blossoms born through boundless ages.
Golden lotuses spread beneath his feet, laying out a lifetime of pure land.
This was the Dharma Lotus Pure Land belonging solely to Fierce Bodhisattva, endowed with imperishable gold-nature, where precious lotus blossoms were born.
Lotuses emerged unstained from the mud, yet they also fed on rot to obtain their gold-nature. Beneath this pure land lay the bones of evil bandits—at least, they had all once been such.
None but those steeped in wickedness could enter this pure land. Only amid the mire of blood and flesh could golden lotuses be born of Zen.
With every step Divine Hero took, lotuses bloomed. Each opening and closing of his Buddha eyes encompassed many lives.
That half-transparent palm formed a seal before his heart, then pressed it upon his spiritual platform. In a daze, thunderous Dharma sounds rang through the pure land—
"Past is past, future is future, the present does not abide!"
The past had already passed, the future had yet to come, and the present vanished in a fleeting instant. It could not be held onto; one must not cling to it.
He raised his hand seal toward the sky.
The Present Buddha Tathagata of this age—the Shakya Great Hand Seal!
At that very moment, Jiang Wang turned to face him. He bared his teeth as smoke and fire rose from his body, his face taking on a livid blue-purple hue... Fangs sprouted!
In an instant, his demonic body expanded to thousands of zhang, and the half-transparent Buddha body swelled along with it.
Divine Hero's Shakya