Bian Yingjie faced the terrifying palm of the Giant Troll with a cold snort. He suddenly stood his palm upright and pushed it forward slowly.
At the same time as he pushed his palm, a river emerged indistinctly behind him, appearing and disappearing.
This river exuded an ancient aura, flowing slowly in the void, with no visible start or end, as if traversing through time itself.
Above this river, one could vaguely see a Buddha sitting in meditation, equally shrouded in ambiguity and blur.
"Prajnaparamita Handprint."
Bian Yingjie shouted lowly, and a plain Buddha's hand, carrying a terrifying aura, pierced through the void. As the hand broke through the space, numerous tiny images of Buddhas appeared beside the arm. Each Buddha sat cross-legged, with lowered eyebrows and closed eyes, seemingly reciting scriptures with devout expressions. The air was filled with sounds of "Pra" and "jna."
Zhong Lin's eyes flickered, his pupils entirely filled with the images of those Buddhas.
