Impending rain fills the mountain air with the breeze.
Before the conflict between the Buddhist Sect and King Niumo had even begun, the aura of a great battle was already reverberating near Zhilei Mountain.
Countless Little Monsters were drawn in, joining the vast army, utterly unaware of the crisis that was coming.
Meanwhile, in Western Ling Mountain, many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas likewise fixed their gazes upon this Earth.
One Buddha was seated on a lotus platform, bare-chested with a smiling face and a noticeably large belly, flanked by two Arhats with faces full of compassion. He was none other than the Future Buddha, Revered Maitreya Buddha.
"Buddha," one of the Arhats said, bowing his head, "it seems that King Niumo is determined to confront our Buddhist Sect."
