Chaos roared, the sky trembled, two kinds of Tao clashed, creating a fiery sea resembling a painting.
White Robed Venerate looked up at the battle in the Chaos, his gaze fiery, unknowing of his thoughts.
He was at Fanjing Mountain, its peak shaped like an inverted bell, flowing Auspicious Light and fragrant mist, grand beyond compare, with layered pavilions and halls, surrounded by the light of Immortals.
"Venerable."
A phoenix's and sparrow's chorus sounded, and two Golden Arhats descended from the sky, bowing and saying, "The battle outside the heavens is too fierce; the disciples of Buddha can't get close."
"It doesn't matter."
White Robed Venerate answered, "Let them retreat for now."
"Why not let us go?"
Another voice arose.
White Robed Venerate turned his head, a lotus bloomed before him, revealing figures in Kasayas, Bodhisattvas, some with dignified aura, others with overwhelming Buddha Light.
