Within All Marvelous Heaven.
Boundless golden light surged like a tide, reflecting the massive "Swastika" and countless golden chains, making them ever more blinding. Dozens of True Monarchs stood amidst the golden light, their auras churning and their Dao Fruits flickering. Their gazes, almost simultaneously, turned in unison toward those Buddhist Cultivation Bodhisattvas.
In those eyes, there was no anger, nor questioning. There was only a chilling scrutiny, more terrifying than anger and almost tangible in its weight.
"Fellow Daoists..."
Dragon Elephant Wisdom Bodhisattva pressed his palms together. His voice was low, yet carrying an unprecedented solemnity.
"This poor monk knows what you are all thinking.
"But please see clearly—we are equally trapped here."
He raised a hand to point at the giant golden palm that still tightly gripped All Marvelous Heaven, pointing at the countless surging Sanskrit chains.
