As Lu Yang unleashed his dharma power, shaking mountains and rivers, the changes across all of Jiangxi became ever more exaggerated. At this moment, the mighty power of a Golden Core True Lord was displayed beyond all doubt.
Countless mountains were erased from existence. The earth seemed to turn into ocean waves, and the flattened mountains and ranges became visible waves of soil converging toward the center of Jiangxi. Wherever they passed, rivers changed course and lakes opened new sources; even Jiangxi's water veins surged in the same direction.
Such a tremendous upheaval could not possibly fail to affect mortals.
Within a mortal kingdom in Jiangxi.
The people of the kingdom worshipped an Arhat. Countless people burned incense and paid homage day and night. Yet at this moment, the grand Buddhist temple they had worshipped day and night suddenly vanished.
In its place was a roaring flood.
At the sight, every citizen could not help rubbing their eyes, utterly unable to comprehend what had happened. Intense panic instantly spread through the crowd.
Yet the next second, they calmed down.
Because when they raised their heads, every single one of them saw a figure in the Vault Sky, standing with his back to them and his hands clasped behind him.
In an instant, all sound fell silent.
Merely looking at him brought peace to every citizen's heart. After all, even the thoughts of trillions upon trillions of mortals could not withstand a True Lord's single thought.
And so, the transformation came to an end.
Across vast Jiangxi, mountain peaks spread out layer upon layer with Lu Yang at their center, encompassing heaven and earth as they extended from Jiangxi's heart all the way to its borders.
Their distribution appeared chaotic, yet was in truth perfectly ordered.
Viewed from above, eight directions