Western Desert, Mount Sumeru, the supreme holy land of Buddhism.
The entire mountain glowed, submerged in an endless silver ocean. It gathered the faith power of Buddhist believers throughout the universe over hundreds of thousands of years, supremely divine and sacred.
Layer upon layer of crystalline divine radiance rose into the air, silently nourishing the entire holy mountain and transforming it into a Buddhist kingdom upon earth. Every blade of grass and tree on the mountain brimmed with Buddhist nature.
Vaguely, ancient temples and famed monasteries could be seen scattered throughout like stars.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
A vast, melodious toll of a bell rang down from Mount Sumeru, carrying ever farther.
Several powerful ancient ancestor kings from the myriad ancient races arrived together to pay a visit. Even Mount Sumeru, reputed to be the foundation of Buddhism and possessed of terrifying reserves, was greatly alarmed and readied itself for battle.
Several ancient arhats and venerables were awakened to receive them as equals.
Only after learning the visitors' purpose did the Buddhist higher-ups realize it had all been a misunderstanding.
At the mountain summit stood magnificent temples, their purple-gold tiles grand and imposing.
A bronze plaque hung high at the center, bearing the four vigorous, forceful characters: "Great Leiyin Temple." Imperial aura lingered around them; they had been personally inscribed by a supreme Buddhist Emperor in an age long past.
Sacred and pure power of faith rippled through the mountain. Buddhist chants continued without end, making the place where the Buddha had once sat in meditation seem ever more mysterious, solemn, and awe-inspiring.
The withered remains of an immortal divine tree stood quietly beside the hall, its branches stretching out like coiling dragons. It was the old body of the Bodhi Immortal Tree, not a true immortal divine medicine.
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