"Houtu... did it!"
Deep within the Chaos, Amitabha Buddha, who held the Western Pure Land in his palm, smiled and nodded.
"The Supreme and Spirit Treasure have begun their battle, a bloody war in the Chaos."
Beside him, the serene-faced Ancient Bodhi Buddha was also smiling.
"This is the first time Spirit Treasure has used the Qing Ping Sword against one of The Three Pristine Ones... Hmm, though he still can't win. It's turning into a one-sided affair."
"No matter. At least it proves the Supreme is truly enraged and intends to personally intervene, transitioning from [Non-action] to [Action]. He is about to fall from the level of a [Perfect Dao Fruit] to a [Complete Dao Fruit]!"
The two Great Buddhas, their faces blooming with smiles, quietly watched the bloody battle unfold.
「Meanwhile, in the Nine Nether.」
A smile appeared on Houtu's face. Standing deep within the Nine Nether, she gazed out at the boundless Chaos beyond the river of Years and chuckled to herself.
