Buddhist chants drifted through the air, golden rosy clouds illuminated all around, and ten resplendent Buddhist halls appeared out of nowhere. Auspicious signs flowed across them, drawing the eyes of countless living beings.
Ten Halls Crossing Karma, Lingshan's signature Dao art. Those who set foot upon the Ksitigarbha Great Dao would all study this art, but because of its considerable difficulty, few Lingshan disciples could master it.
Yet every Lingshan disciple who mastered this Dao art was a rare heaven-favored genius within Lingshan.
As an Imperial Seed, Zhi Heng had already thoroughly comprehended Ten Halls Crossing Karma and cultivated it to an extremely profound realm.
"Moo Ma Hum..."
Waves of Buddhist chants surged, as though countless monks were singing within the ten great Buddhist halls.
The surrounding living beings strained their eyes into the distance and could even see devout monks sitting neatly cross-legged within the halls, chanting scriptures.
Before the monks stood true Buddhas, their bodies entwined with runes and linked to the power of heaven and earth, incomparably majestic.
Ten Buddhist halls, countless monks, ten great Buddhas.
These great Buddhas took different forms. Some were plump, fat Buddhas; some were strange Buddhas with three heads and six arms; some were beast Buddhas with human heads and animal bodies... They were truly bizarre in every imaginable way, yet one thing was the same: all of them bore vast, boundless pressure that made hearts tremble at the sight.
Anger colored Zhi Heng's face as he stared fixedly at Lin Xuan before him, his hand seals changing at breakneck speed.
Amid rolling thunder, all ten Buddhist halls began to tremble. The monks' chants within grew louder, while the auspicious radiance of the great Buddhas and Buddhist halls rose into the sky.
The next instant, blazing Buddha Light shot forth. Beams like