Clang! Clang!
As Lu Yang's words fell, the Dragon-Serpent Shadow Bodhisattva—reduced to a single soul and still being scorched by Heavenly Fire—could no longer suppress his injuries.
The next moment, a beam of golden light emerged from his soul, then transformed into a thick scripture. Its pages rustled as they turned, revealing densely packed Sanskrit characters. Every symbol represented a transformation of an Image. With a joyful tremor, it fell into Lu Yang's hand.
It was the Yang-Receiving Scripture!
At this sight, the Dragon-Serpent Shadow Bodhisattva was so furious his soul nearly exploded. That was his Lifebound Spiritual Treasure! Yet now, it would not even spare him a glance.
What enraged him even more was this.
Faced with the Yang-Receiving Scripture's voluntary submission, Lu Yang did not care in the slightest. He seized it, refined it, and directly turned the Spiritual Treasure back into spiritual materials.
It felt as though the wife he had cradled in his hands for fear she might melt had thrown herself into another man's embrace—only to prefer being wantonly ravaged and tormented rather than return to his side. Forced to watch it all unfold, the Dragon-Serpent Shadow Bodhisattva nearly went mad.
"You go too far! You go too far!"
The Dragon-Serpent Shadow Bodhisattva roared hoarsely, but with only a soul remaining, there was little he could do. He was already held in the palm of the five-fingered hand of Lu Yang's transformed Dharma Body.
Everyone across Jiangxi witnessed this scene.
The towering Dharma Body stood erect. A brilliant Buddha Light darted frantically about in its palm, yet it could never escape the Five-Finger Mountain suspended in the air, as vast as a Continent.
How could such a sight not strike terror into people's hearts?
Yet Lu Yang showed no sign of relaxing. The flames in