Above the River of Time, a speck of dim light descended. Small though it was, it gradually became clear: a hazy world with no end in sight, filled with a sense of supreme freedom and bliss, and an eternally unchanging deathly stillness and tranquility, as though it were the first homeland and final resting place of all living beings.
White lotuses blossomed, and clear light turned to mist. Amid those clustered lotuses, a holy deity descended, her robes elaborate yet light, ancient yet elegant. Her face seemed shrouded by endless void, indistinct and difficult to see; only those eyes, surpassing everything in the world, left a lasting impression.
"Mother of No Birth!"
The three majestic lights of the Other Shore-Buddhist light, Dao light, and demonic light-spoke. They intertwined and collided, forming supreme power that transcended the bitter sea. Mere wisps of their aura could annihilate those at fortune perfection.
"Wretches, do you dream of challenging me?!" Yet the Di Huang before them paid this power no heed.
Clear light surrounded her, condensing into a full moon. Countless tiny white lotuses drifted down, each giving rise to a deity representing a different rule of the Great Dao.
A trace of displeasure flashed through those eyes that held all the beauty in the world. At this moment, she was the only Ancient One in this past time and space, arguably the closest to the Dao Fruit. Possessing nearly omniscient and omnipotent power, she had the right to look down upon everything.
"Not a challenge. We merely wish to hold you back for a little while and create an opportunity." Within the three lights of the Other Shore, the Demon Buddha struck first. The Reincarnation Seal shook the firmament above and below.
Power from Heavenly Venerable Lingbao blossomed in an instant, becoming the