I Establish an Orthodoxy in Another World

The archangel spread out thousands of wings of light, and on each wing were opened countless eyes, of different sizes, densely packed, blinking at different frequencies. His body is a mass of flesh that is constantly squirming, glowing with a soft luster like mother-of-pearl. The surface texture is constantly reorganized, and a face with missing features occasionally appears, bathed in pure white holy light and hanging high in the sky. Han Xu stood on the top of the newly completed Zixiao Taoist Palace, with hundreds of disciples from various races behind him. He did not summon the huge Dharma image, but lit three sticks of incense in front of the incense table and bowed deeply to the sky. "Disciple, I am preaching in another world. Now I encounter an evil god who blocks my way. I invite the Taoist ancestor of Sanqing Dynasty and Emperor Zhenwu to borrow the method. Biluo separates the walls and comes to the world!" A gap opened in the sky. It was not the light of heaven, but the outline of an older, more majestic world. The shadows of golden-armored generals, mythical beasts and birds, and seventy-two treasure palaces are looming in the cracks. The archangel made a trembling sound of fear for the first time: "Then... What is that?" Han Xu raised his head and said calmly: "The Three Pure Ones are above, this is the Heavenly Court."