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"That's Zen Master Mingtai of the Vajra Temple!"

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"These two Heavenly Monarchs are old rivals!"

Golden Buddha Light pierced the dark clouds from the west. Deep Sanskrit chanting drifted through the air, golden lotuses conjured from mana filled the sky, and a golden Spirit Boat appeared.

At its bow sat an old monk cross-legged in midair. His face was gentle, without a trace of hostility; his scalp was smooth, and a few silver-white strands hung beside his ears.

"Fellow Daoist Yun Yi, after all these years, you still haven't lost that impatient streak."

Zen Master Mingtai wore a smile that was not quite a smile. A deep, shadowed light lay in his eyes. He seemed compassionate, yet was unfathomable. His earth-yellow monk's robe was spotless, and as he spoke, Sanskrit chants murmured around him amid swirling Buddhist energy.

Anyone weak-willed or lacking strength would instantly feel drawn to him.

The Buddhist chanting carried a power that could bewilder the mind and throw thoughts into disarray.

"You bald old donkey!"

When the Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarchs had made their entrances, each had been more ostentatious than the last. Yet the moment they met, the lofty figures' faces darkened.

"Heh, you old monk. You arrived so late, I thought you might have accidentally ascended to the Western Pure Land."

True Lord Yunyi, dressed in an ash-blue immortal robe, mocked him without restraint.

Zen Master Mingtai's eye twitched. He drew a deep breath and set aside his usual composure for the moment.

"This old monk would gladly ascend to the Western Pure Land early, but the thought of Fellow Daoist Yun Yi makes it hard to leave. When I go there one day, I will be sure to take you