"The Buddha says, your physical body is extraordinary, resembling a [Flesh and Blood Divine Body], with vitality surging comparable to a Grandmaster."
"The Buddha says, thus granting you... no, that's not right."
Yuan Feidao's voice suddenly became solemn, with a heavy yet ethereal quality.
The light in the Buddha statue's eyes grew more brilliant,
Zhang Fusheng could distinctly feel that the gaze was penetrating certain aspects of himself,
but he sensed something unknowable, that this gaze was entirely blocked, obscured, stopped!
It is...
Eight Sceneries Palace.
A crack split open on the top of the Buddha statue, extending continuously from the Buddha's crown to the round belly, and then to the lotus pedestal below.
Lin Dongxi's eyes widened, while Chen Yuque remained expressionless.
The elderly man's face suddenly turned red, as if his blood and energy were turbulent, as if he had been injured.
