Fanputi's Buddhist robe trembled, and a ring of white light instantly burst from his body. He vanished from where he stood, only to appear abruptly before the stone crag Ziyuan had indicated.
He examined the stone crag closely. It was an irregular block, three meters tall, stretched long and narrow at both ends, resembling a bench.
That was only from up close. From afar, viewed from another angle, it looked like a blade of boundless sharpness—or perhaps the tail of some beast shaped like a blade.
"The mysteries of creation are profound. Earth Vein Dragon Qi gathers here. A hundred zhang below lies one of the centers of the dragon qi."
Though this was only his first glance and a cursory inspection, Fanputi, with his wise eye and Buddhist heart, had indeed seen this place's extraordinary nature. Even experts like him, whose primordial spirits merged with the void as they comprehended heaven and man, could sense that something here was different.
Yet theirs was hindsight. Having been told beforehand and mentally prepared, they could strike the mark at a glance. If they had relied on their own methods to seek this so-called node of destiny, it would have been like fishing a needle from the sea. This showed just how exceptional the Old Man in the Mountains' Dragon Divination Art truly was.
With Ziyuan's indication and his own confirmation that the stone was indeed extraordinary beneath its surface, Fanputi hesitated no longer. He slapped the Karma Severing Buddha Sword on his back, and a thunderous cry exploded like a bolt from a clear sky.
Driven by his force, the Karma Severing Buddha Sword buzzed as it shot from its sheath. With a whoosh, it transformed into a streak of golden light that pierced the sky. Golden Buddhist radiance passed through