By a tributary of the River of the Underworld.
Clusters of tranquil udumbara flowers bloomed in profusion, yet no one admired them.
The Snow Vulture Temple disciples who had come here were all prostrate on the ground, continuously chanting scriptures in hopes of soothing Vipassi Buddha's fury!
The Underworld had already trembled several times, signifying that this Buddha's rage had reached its limit.
Even the slightest aftershock could cost them their lives!
The drow elf—Drolma—stood off to one side, lost in thought.
"Why haven't Sangji and Tashi come?"
A yellow-robed monk with a close-cropped haircut suddenly spoke. "They were personally trained by the Great Vehicle Dharma King and the Great Compassion Dharma King. Surely they couldn't have failed to pass the trial of the cycle of life and death?"
"Isn't there still another important person who hasn't come?"
Another monk replied with his palms pressed together.
Clearly, everyone present believed that those two had gone to intercept Maitreya, the Buddha's son.
But as time trickled by.
At last...
Rumble!
A golden gate suddenly blossomed amidst the udumbara flowers, revealing the voice of Abbot Emptiness of Spirit Vulture Temple behind it: "Monks of my temple, return at once!"
"The time has come!"
The other yellow-robed monks' expressions shifted slightly. "Could it be that those two perished together with the Buddha's son...?"
Their faces were filled with horror, though beneath it lurked a trace of excitement.
Those three had been the most outstanding disciples in this round of testing.
If they had all entered nirvana, then the others would have their chance.
Yet at this moment, they all wore solemn expressions as they calmly entered the golden gate.
Drolma entered as well.
In an instant, heaven and earth intersected!
When the light flashed, she had already returned to Snow Vulture Temple in