Resurrected as if from death, or perhaps...
Recreated out of thin air!
Reassemble consciousness and perception, overturn reality and falsehood.
Illusion light surges, thick as mud, seeping from gaps, covering the sky and earth, faces emerge from it, wailing with hysterical laughter.
With the spreading threat, the 'Dream of Delusion' planted by the Evil Demon in the station begins to rise and animate from beneath the material world.
Three Main Priests who had turned to dust are thus recreated and nurtured, as if their recent death was merely a nightmare...
Or perhaps, they had long drowned in the rotten stench of Weiyang's gift, and what remains now is but a tumor cloaked in its original visage and memory.
One fades away, and another grows back.
Just like the monks who pursue Righteous Law yet become mere Puppets, insignificant.
"No, wrong! This is not a craftsman at all..."
