Buddha's Light poured in like an ocean, vast and majestic; within the sea, figures were faint and blurred, moving step by step upon lotus blooms. Yet, as it approached Chang'an Town,
that Buddha's Light, that ocean, those figures,
all vanished into thin air.
The townspeople looked at each other in confusion, searching around, unaware of what had transpired.
At the same time, in a corner of the town,
a young man and woman walked side by side on a desolate long street. The street was very quiet; traders and residents had long been driven out of town,
and of the Celestial Humans and Innates occupying the town, few bothered to come to this secluded place.
"World Venerate?"
Lin Changle looked bewilderedly at the youth beside him, who no longer appeared as beautiful as an Immortal.
The World-Honored One Buddha had, at some unknown time, transformed back into the true appearance of "Zhang Fusheng."
