A Grotto-Heaven, a treasure palace.
Golden magical light wreathed the entire palace, which occupied a broad expanse. Its doors were azure wood, its pillars white jade. Four great characters shrouded in misty Dao aura adorned its plaque: [Wu Balance Mystic Earth].
The palace's main hall was grand and desolate, suffused with Dao aura. A five-colored Offering Altar stood at the highest seat, laden with Spirit Treasures as sacrificial offerings.
A portrait hung above it, blank save for gathered Wu Light that formed the words [Lord of Proper Rites], dim and lusterless.
Golden vow power rolled like waves. At its center sat a towering, wondrous golden body, with ten thousand strands of auspicious light cascading beside him.
This golden body had a lion's face and coiled golden hair upon his head, from which three strange horse heads sprouted, black, white, and red. His skin was crimson, his body entirely naked, like a flayed beast of the mortal world. Brocade fur covered his great belly like a robe.
Beneath him was a Moonwheel Golden Laurel Throne drawn by eight wooden horses. Multicolored light surged around it, connecting it to the vast Buddha Land.
Two Diamonds stood to either side of him, both naked, transformed from monsters, with human bodies and beast heads-an azure ox and a yellow dog. Together, they suppressed a man in frost-white robes before them.
"[Yuman], you pledged yourself to our Great Li, yet you dare act like this! You prey on Immortal Cultivators-aren't you afraid of provoking everyone's wrath?"
Wei Shuang's gaze was icy. The Buddhist Cultivator before him was a Great Adept who had attained the first tier of Bodhi, making him somewhat stronger than a Purple Mansion Middle Stage cultivator. With two Diamonds assisting him and his Pure Land bearing down, Wei Shuang could not withstand