Sowing

William merely crushed the water-droplet-shaped divinity, without completely annihilating it. Clearly, he had some other plan.

But even so,

The damage to the divinity was also an immense injury to the Buddha Mother's true self in the higher realm. At the very least, she would be unable to descend for several decades, or even a century, and would need to expend a vast amount of rare materials to repair such an injury.

She had never imagined that, after peacefully "living" in a small seaside village and occasionally absorbing the corpses of missing tourists, she would encounter such troublesome figures at the final stage.

Things had reached this point, and the Buddha Mother would not flee.

She would use the remaining fragments of her divinity, combined with the faith and human essence she had gathered over several centuries, to kill the two irreverent ones before her.

The scattered droplets of white light immediately sank beneath the ground.

As the Buddha Mother's scream ended, the entire Barren Mountain began to tremble, and all the flowers covering the wilderness rapidly withered.

The vitality of every flower poured into the underground currents, converging toward the mountaintop... Judging from this momentum, the Buddha Mother seemed intent on making a desperate stand.

William's Abyssal Perspective perfectly captured this flow of vitality as well. A hollow, profound consciousness filled with an intense suction force conveyed a voice into Yi Chen's mind.

"The mountaintop."

After William's form changed, the function of speech was still performed by the Abyss.

Yi Chen, however, did not care in the slightest about the Buddha Mother's true body gathering atop the mountain. Instead, he glared at the clothing on William. "Yellow Raincoat sure ran fast. We got along pretty well during this time, yet you just left without a word."

His words carried