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Decades passed in the blink of an eye.
The Jia-You Realm.
Fang Xi, too lazy to name each of the numerous Lower Realms one by one, simply assigned them names using the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches.
Clad in a blue robe, he carried prayer beads and a golden bell hung at his waist.
With every step he took, golden lotuses bloomed beneath his feet, and the sound of Brahma filled the air, purifying the soul.
"With these Brahma bells combined with prayer beads... they somewhat nourish the Divine Consciousness."
"However, they're not of much use against the Heart Demons that will come later," he said.
Fang Xi reflected on this thought.
Once reaching Returning to Emptiness, the treasures one regarded as life essence during the Nascent Soul and Transcendent God stages didn't mean as much.
