The high-dimensional perspective unfolds.
The shrine is still a shrine, yet it presents itself to Zhang Fusheng in an indescribable form, decomposing and expanding, everything clear and detailed.
As clear as the lines on one's palm.
At that moment.
The Buddha statue opens its eyes.
Zhang Fusheng vaguely sees two lines on the Buddha statue that were previously invisible, but now are clearly visible,
One leads to Yuan Feidao, the other to a mysterious and unknown place.
Zhang Fusheng raises an eyebrow, his gaze falls upon his master, whose body details unfold completely before his eyes.
His internal organs shine like the bright moon, and the ancestral acupoint between his brows is like a blazing sun, the blood within his body sparkles with heavenly light and treasures,
just like what was once observed in Miss Mingyue.
The only difference is, in Miss Mingyue's heart lies a ginseng fruit, yet there is nothing unusual in his master's organs.
