Amid the golden light, Qin Tian gazed straight at the towering Dharma Manifestation and murmured, "Then... let me see just what sort of legacy Amitabha Great Emperor left behind!"
Very soon, the anticipation in Qin Tian's eyes turned to distaste. "Just as I expected."
"That unmistakable Shrouding the Heavens flavor!"
"Forget the legacy for now. Fight first and see whether your strength qualifies you!"
Qin Tian looked ahead helplessly.
His surroundings had reverted to the Western Desert. Mountains and rivers crisscrossed, plains interlaced, and bodhi trees grew everywhere. Orchids drifted down through the air, their fragrance filling his nostrils, while incense offerings flourished.
The Little Novice Monk who had swept outside the mountain temple had grown into a young man. He stood there holding a Vajra Pestle forged from divine mark purple gold, golden radiance emanating from his body. A true essence of indestructibility circulated around him, spreading a hazy, immortal glow.
Qin Tian grumbled, "I thought Amitabha Great Emperor would be a little different, starting with a discussion of the Dao or a lecture on Buddhist teachings."
"I never imagined he'd be just like those brutes, doing nothing but fighting."
The Little Novice Monk said, "Discussions of the Dao come in the later trials. This trial merely tests whether you qualify to undergo the trials."
"You have a mind of your own?!"
Three feet of divine light shot from Qin Tian's eyes. His expression grew grave.
With some hesitation, Qin Tian asked, "Amitabha Great Emperor?!"
"This humble monk is merely Amitabha!" The Little Novice Monk smiled with pursed lips. "Neither Buddha nor emperor!"
The Little Novice Monk continued, "When this humble monk traveled the Starry Sky Ancient Road, not a single person was willing to listen to me preach."
"Only after I beat them into submission were they willing