The fragments of the collapsing iceberg did not disperse; instead, within the Buddha Light they transformed into billions of tiny ice-crystal grains burning with golden Buddha flame.
Each grain of sand was like a miniature Buddha Country, reflecting one after another phantom of Buddhas seated in meditation, chanting scriptures!
"Your cultivation... how could it be...?"
Tai Yu's expression turned to astonishment.
He had already passed his Heart Tribulation, and the Taoist Qi Fortune was gradually recovering, so his cultivation had already advanced another step compared to when he lost to the River Guardian Heavenly King.
Facing Jing Heng, who these past years had been on a downward slope, it should have been a one-sided crushing, yet for a moment he could not suppress the other side.
"The Buddhist Law is boundless; Master, you are being attached to appearances."
Jing Heng held a flower between his fingers and smiled, bearing himself with calm composure.
