Peacock Wisdom King's jeweled countenance was solemn and majestic, her cultivation profound and powerful. Manjushri and the other two felt a wave of pressure.
Among the many bodhisattva-level experts of the Buddhist Sect, the three of them and Ksitigarbha possessed the strongest dharma power and the greatest divine abilities, and so they were collectively known as the Four Great Bodhisattvas.
Ksitigarbha was the foremost of all bodhisattvas, his dharma power unrivaled, and he could be called the strongest beneath the Ancestor Realm.
As for this Peacock Wisdom King Bodhisattva, she had already been at the Zenith Heaven level when she first entered the Buddhist Sect. After so many years, even if she had not reached the Ancestor Realm, she was probably not far off from Ksitigarbha.
Compared with her sacred, solemn, and majestic appearance today, it was truly hard to imagine that many years ago, this very one had once swallowed even Tathagata Buddha, whom they cultivated under, into her belly.
"Greetings, three venerables!"
Peacock Wisdom King nodded lightly. "Please!"
"Three venerables, please wait a moment. Let me call True Martial over."
As Guanyin spoke, she drew out the willow branch from her pure vase and flicked it. A drop of dew transformed into a water mirror.
The image within flashed, and Lu Chuan's appearance appeared before their eyes.
Manjushri and Samantabhadra exchanged a glance.
During the Investiture of the Gods Catastrophe, the enmity they had formed could be called extremely deep. A grudge of killing one's body—was that not great?
If Zhun Ti had not saved them, they would probably have entered the List of Conferred Gods long ago just to make up the numbers.
One had to know that not long ago, Tathagata had sent Bodhisattva Manjushri to transform into a mortal monk and go to the mortal