Primordial Desolation: The Mortal Storyteller, with an Audience of Saints
Chapter 1147

Lotus Wondrous Realm

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Just then, a stream of light streaked in from the horizon and landed in Shakyamuni's palm. He looked closely, then clapped his hands and laughed. "Many thanks to Sage Su Yang for this treasure!"

He then swept his gaze around and proclaimed, "Since this treasure is named 'Lotus Wondrous Realm,' it perfectly accords with the pure and wondrous principles of our Buddhist school. Let this be its name."

The law followed his words. Before the words fell, four flashes of golden light burst across a gigantic stone stele. When the radiance faded, the four characters "Lotus Wondrous Realm" stood engraved upon it. From then on, Shakyamuni sat in this realm, preaching the Dao and delivering all living beings.

As Shakyamuni ascended to the Sage position, the heavenly secrets of both the Primordial World and Genesis World suddenly churned. At the very instant he attained the Dao, the heavenly secrets became like clear autumn water, every minute detail laid bare before the eyes of all Qi Refiners. Never before had the heavenly secrets been so lucid and transparent. Cultivators of both worlds clearly understood: since the passage between the two worlds had opened, someone had finally broken through the barrier and attained the Sage Fruit—the Sage position had fallen into one person's hands. As for the remaining seats, whose house the flowers would fall into remained uncertain.

"I never expected that Daoist Duobao from back then would ascend to the Sage position before me! The world is unpredictable—who can tell what will happen? But how am I, Kong Xuan, inferior to him in the slightest? Among the remaining Sage positions, one seat must bear my name, Kong Xuan!"

A solitary figure stood atop the mountain peak. Sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, his eyes cold as stars, their brilliance restrained yet

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