"Namo Amitabha Buddha!"
The invocation shook heaven and earth. No longer confined to the Western Desert, it resounded throughout Big Dipper, echoed in the heart of every Buddhist, and reached deep into the Great Universe's myriad heavens and ten thousand domains, into every temple and tradition.
Faith on Mount Sumeru boiled over, becoming an ocean of light. A great Buddha sat cross-legged within the Great Thunderclap Temple, his head reaching the blue heavens as he looked down upon the ages and pressed his might upon the forbidden zones.
It was just like the era of the Amitabha Buddha Emperor, when he had swept through the forbidden zones without a worthy opponent, and not one Supreme Being had dared show themselves.
"Amitabha? How could he still be alive? I watched him pass away in meditation and become a sarira!"
Within the Empyrean Forbidden Zone, a pair of pure golden eyes opened, filled with wariness. Sensing that familiar aura, the Golden-Winged Great Peng Emperor was the first to awaken. He said coldly, "Could it be another Dharma Body?"
More than three hundred thousand years ago, the Golden-Winged Great Peng Emperor had held considerable grudges against the Amitabha Buddha Emperor. When the Buddha later passed away in meditation, he immediately went to Mount Sumeru to destroy his tradition, only to be stopped by a Faith Body wielding an Emperor Weapon. The Peacock Emperor seized the opportunity to leave Mount Sumeru and return to the Deathless Mountain.
After a great battle, many of Mount Sumeru's Emperor Formations were damaged. Had the Supreme Being undergone ultimate sublimation, he could certainly have destroyed the Buddhist Sect. But the Peng Emperor had performed the Self-Severing Slash. In the end, he was no longer the emperor he had once been, nor did he retain that spirit, and he