Western Heaven's Spirit Mountain was bathed in Buddha-light. Though this place had already become a demon's den, Wutian had done an exceedingly thorough job with appearances; from the outside, it seemed even more sacred than in the past.
A streak of flowing light arrived in a flash and transformed into the Black Lotus Holy Envoy, who walked straight toward Mahavira Hall.
Guarding the entrance to the great hall were the Six Spirit Generals. They had been remade into the likeness of the Eight Great Vajra Apes. At the sight of Lu Chuan's arrival, they hurriedly saluted and said, "Greetings, Holy Envoy. Should the Holy Envoy not be stationed at the Heavenly Court? What brings you to Spirit Mountain?"
Lu Chuan stood with his hands behind his back and said, "This Seat came all this way because there is naturally an important matter to report. Well? Is Buddha here?"
"Come in!"
At that moment, Wutian's voice came from within the hall.
Lu Chuan stepped inside and saw that in the great hall, every Buddha, Bodhisattva, and Arhat of the Buddhist Sect was present, lined up on both sides. Though they wore the skins of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, in truth they were all merely demons and devils that had been remade.
Since Spirit Mountain had been taken last time, this was Lu Chuan's first time entering. At the very front, Wutian showed his true body without the slightest scruple, seated high atop a black lotus.
"Kasyapa, Ananda?!"
However, when Lu Chuan saw these two serving at Wutian's left and right, a faint trace of surprise still flashed through his eyes.
"This subordinate pays respects to Buddha!" Lu Chuan said with his palms pressed together.
Wutian said, "Black Lotus, instead of holding the Heavenly Court and finding a way to stabilize the situation