The Demon-Subduing Pestle blazed brilliantly, myriad streams of purple qi seething around it as metallic radiance flowed across its surface. It danced in concert with Mount Sumeru, its authority over the mountain far surpassing that of the Golden Dao-Completion Crown. It seized the boundless thought power of the Western Desert's Buddhist lands and refined it in an instant, releasing an aura that could crush eternity.
With the Emperor Weapon in hand, Lin Xian's Dharma Manifestation was solemn and majestic. An ancient, mysterious treasure wheel hung behind his head, and countless rays of light shone before him, circling his body like strings of jeweled ornaments.
Like the lord of Mount Sumeru, like the World-Honored One of the Buddhist Sect, he leaped like an arrow leaving its bow and landed firmly on the Great Peacock King's back.
Clad in light white robes, she stood aloof from the mortal world like a Buddhist maiden. Now, however, she could no longer maintain her composure.
In an instant, phantoms of the Bodhisattvas of all heavens appeared. Scripture chants echoed, gold spread across the ground, and immortal light washed over all of Mount Sumeru in a sacred display.
"You little thief! How dare you!"
The Great Peacock King clenched her teeth, her fair face flushing as fury filled her phoenix eyes. She was Buddhism's supreme guardian, a being so exalted that even Mahā Ancient Buddha had to salute her as half a teacher.
In the past, even when Shakyamuni disagreed with her beliefs, he had not resorted to force. Persuaded by the monks of the Amitabha Star Domain, he had instead honored her as a distinguished guest. Yet now she had been humiliated before the Buddhas on Mount Sumeru. Her dark hair spilled around her waist, her armlets had long since shattered and flown away, and