"Amitabha. If I were to give you a chance to live, what would you do?"
"Do what? If I were to revive, I don't want to be a monk anymore. I want to return home. I want to educate my children and take care of my wife. Even if the sky fell, I would be their pillar of support and shelter them from the squall," Wu Ming muttered as he stared at his wife, his face tight with emotion.
"Amitabha." Fangzheng held his palms together and made a Buddhist proclamation.
The next moment Wu Ming felt that everything in front of him became an illusion. Buddhist flares burst out in a manner so dazzling that he could not open his eyes. He subconsciously covered his eyes. By the time his eyes acclimatized to the brightness, he was shocked to discover that he was still standing on the edge of Village Viewing Cliff!
