The Colorless Sea roiled, and Saint Zhenchan seemed to be considering something. In the rioting Colorless Sea, an unparalleled Light of Buddha bloomed. Buddhas began emerging from the sea, accompanied by a deafening clattering sound. Once those Buddhas surged out of the sea, they expanded and became even greater, forming a spectacular sight.
The entire Colorless Sea turned gold in color, and the Light of Buddha was ablaze; it appeared extremely sacred.
In the vast surrounding area, the phantom of Buddhas shrouded this coastal region. In every position was an ancient Buddha.
"The Will of the great Buddha." Saint Zhenchan frowned slightly, and his gaze swept coldly at Ye Futian below, who continued playing the guqin. Did Ye Futian really think that he could communicate with the will of the Buddhas in the Colorless Sea with his music and fight against someone like him? This idea was way too naive.
