The Fourth Stage: True Internal Resonance.
It was a realm that none knew of—where one's chant no longer resonated with mere body or spirit, but with the very truths of existence. Lin Mu, however, remained seated in stillness, his expression calm and detached, as if he were merely a leaf adrift in an eternal stream.
Yet beneath that placid exterior, a spiritual transformation was taking place unlike anything seen in the Green Lotus Temple's long and venerable history.
Outside the temple, across the sweeping hills and groves of the sacred mountain, flocks of birds suddenly took flight. Deer halted mid-step. Streams slowed, as if the world itself paused to witness what was unfolding atop Preaching Peak.
Even the clouds above parted.
A shaft of golden light broke through, as though the heavens themselves bowed before the serenity blossoming in Lin Mu's heart.
Time passed like a gushing river. Not a single person within the territory of the Green Lotus Temple could feel it though.
