In the void, the sound of war drums resounded thunderously.
Clouds and mists surged wildly, as thousands of troops advanced, dense and menacing.
At the forefront of the clouds, shadowy figures loomed, numbering over a hundred Bodhisattvas, all immortals from the Brahma Void Heavenly Court.
Such a large group of immortals, each possessing divine skills capable of destroying heavens and earth, gathered together, forming a formidable force, thunder rolling relentlessly, their intent for battle shocking the world.
This was a terrifying army, the Buddha Light stretched as far as the eye could see, spreading across ten miles.
"Linghui Bodhisattva, can we make it in time?"
A monk stepped forward to ask.
"No problem."
Linghui Bodhisattva flew at the front, majestic and awe-inspiring: "The Venerable has already planned ahead. When we get there, they will still be resisting the Bowl!"
