Maitreya, the Future Buddha, crossed countless stretches of space and time from the Real World and arrived before Yuxu Palace.
He looked at Yuxu Palace now. It was dark and ancient, majestic and unfathomable.
To Maitreya, it felt no less imposing than it had when he visited during the Immemorial Era, when the Primordial Heavenly Venerable himself presided over it.
Time had passed and Eras had turned, yet the Daoist Grounds of an Other Shore being remained just that. Its master was still a mighty figure of the Other Shore.
Before Yuxu Palace, even he, the Future Buddha, was still a "small fry."
This moment was just like that moment long ago.
Big Green Root was still the gatekeeper of Yuxu Palace, but a tree could borrow its master's might. Even Maitreya had to bow to him and ask him to announce his arrival.
Did they have any idea how much weight the gatekeeper of Yuxu Palace carried?
Big Green Root accepted the Future Buddha's bow and nearly floated up to the heavens.
"Please wait a moment, Bodhisattva."
Big Green Root slipped into Yuxu Palace, but instead of going to Meng Qi, he spent a while basking in his own glory.
Meng Qi had already told Big Green Root that Maitreya was coming and to let him in.
It was, in a peculiar way, a case of the King of Hell being easy to meet while the little demons at his gate made trouble.
Of course, such a trivial matter would have no ill effects, so Meng Qi had no reason to correct Big Green Root.
Wasn't it perfectly normal to wait for one's arrival to be announced when visiting an Other Shore being who was not one's own patron?
As far as Big Green Root was concerned, having the