Until the next moment, Tao Qian, still blinded, suddenly felt a trembling sensation in his mind, emerging without warning, similar to the one before.
In Seeking Immortal County, Tao Qian's astonished gaze was met with a majestic and compassionate voice that suddenly transmitted from thousands of miles away.
"Amitabha Buddha!"
"Boom"
There was no chanting of scriptures, no sound of Buddhist music.
Just one Buddhist chant echoed through the area.
In an instant, the tide of Meat Amber that was about to engulf Xiao Meiniang and the others suddenly began to dissolve.
They were halted, dissolved by a figure wrapped in a faint golden Buddha Light.
This ethereal figure, unbeknownst to when, now stood in front of Xiao Meiniang.
He was an old monk!
An old monk cloaked in a patchwork robe, hunched and so aged he seemed on the verge of passing away any moment.
He stood there, his presence initially as ephemeral as a ghost, his voice coming from a thousand miles away.
