This Great Thousand Worlds, like the other Great Thousand Worlds, had been formed from fragments of the Primordial Wilderness;
The figures meeting here were no ordinary characters either. The most conspicuous among them was the handsome young Daoist riding a Green-Haired Divine Beast.
Spirit Mountain, Ksitigarbha.
Before he had even spoken after arriving, a treasure banner slowly rose behind him;
The banner had an azure-blue background embroidered with lotuses. Once it rose into the air, it blossomed with brilliant golden light, while white mist descended, transforming this desolate, uninhabited land into an immortal realm in the blink of an eye.
Green Lotus Treasure Banner!
"Everyone," Ksitigarbha said with a faint smile, too lazy even for pleasantries as he went straight to the point. "Are you willing to remain oppressed by the Heavenly Court, by the Human Teaching?"
The dark figures around him immediately fell silent, each saying nothing.
The Divine Beast Dilong slowly lay down, green light flowing across its body as it monitored everything within tens of thousands of miles.
Ksitigarbha sat upon Dilong's back and said:
"All of you were ancient giants, yet now you have been so miserably plotted against by the Heavenly Court. Your subordinates, even your descendants, died on Yaosheng Mountain and became stepping stones for the Heavenly Court to flaunt its might. Are you truly willing to endure this?
As far as I know, the Demon Race Crown Prince was also seriously wounded at Yaosheng Mountain. The fortune of Demon Race Revival is now as faint as the setting sun over western hills. Do you have no regrets in your hearts?
This poor Daoist does not care for so many twists and turns. I invited you here for formal discussion precisely to deal with the Heavenly Court.
If you have conditions, state them directly.