Despite the jeers of the crowd, Lin Mu maintained his composure.
A shaman clicked his tongue. "Unless you are a legendary sage, forget it."
Lin Mu kept his calm. "If one is skilled enough, is that acceptable?"
The clansman scoffed. "Unless you surpass everyone in that line, absolutely not. If you really think you qualify, impress the crowd."
Lin Mu nodded once.
"Very well."
He closed his eyes.
And then he released his aura.
HONGLONG
Not his sword intent.
Not his qi cultivation.
Not even the physical pressure of his body.
He released the True Buddhist Aura he had spent years learning to contain. This time he opened the floodgates.
The world fell silent.
A radiant golden light expanded from Lin Mu in a soft wave. It was gentle, warm, and pure. The chanting of ancient sutras echoed faintly in the air. The ground hummed. Flowers lifted slightly from their stems. The sky seemed to brighten.
