"An Ancient Immortal has descended."
The Left Tower Master, shimmering with Buddhist light, stated with certainty:
"On Dragon Tiger Mountain, I cannot see more. It's shrouded in a thick haze. That old fellow is guarding it, making it impossible to see clearly."
Beside him, the Right Tower Master, brimming with Dao Rhyme, chuckled lightly.
"It is not just one Immortal. A far greater Existence sits in the void, looking down upon the Human World. The Immortals and Buddhas are about to return one by one, and we will both be rewarded for our service."
After a pause, he continued,
"I will hold a key position in the rebuilt Celestial Court and gain the title of Emperor. You will sit upon a high seat in the newly risen Spirit Mountain and be honored as a Great Buddha. This is what we both deserve... but before that, I must clear the way for my Emperor, and you for your Buddha."
