"The tongue unfolds the golden lotus, and the void shines brightly! Master Jiang Liu's lecture has reached such a realm!" Shen Luo saw this and couldn't help but widen his eyes.
You should know, only some true powerhouses and high monks during their preaching and donation would have such a sight.
"This… It seems that we were short-sighted. This Master Jiang Liu indeed a venerable high monk." Lu Huaming also looked surprised and muttered to himself.
Shen Luo slowly nodded somewhat disbelievingly. Suddenly remembering something, he turned his head to look at the coffin in the distance, the resentment around it was quickly dissipating.
After only a moment, the yin qi around the coffin dissipated completely. A white-clad woman's soul slowly emerged from the coffin. She bowed down towards the high platform in the distance, then slowly rose. Her figure faded and merged into the void.
