"...the radiance of eighteen thousand lands, all of them turned to the color of gold. In the light of four births and six paths... unwilling for the secular world to stain one's steps. Today, hearing this sutra with my own ears, I begin to realize every line is a treasure..."
At the deepest part of the White Lotus Sect hall, the chanting voices of thirty-six Bai Lu emissaries continuously echoed, while on the large lotus throne among them, Bai Lingmiao sat cross-legged.
At this moment, she was completely different from how she appeared before Li Sui. Her face was full of compassion, brimming with divinity, even though the face of the Second God was equally fierce.
With two upper bodies, she stretched her limbs, twenty slender fingers on four hands forming the Lotus Seal, extending like tree branches to the surroundings.
And in this chanting around her, as Bai Lingmiao's consciousness wandered beyond the skies, the white lotus marks on her two brows flickered on and off.
