How Much Did He Believe?

It did not attack immediately, but the terrifying pressure around it gathered once more, and space showed faint signs of freezing again. Clearly, if Lin Zhu could not provide a convincing explanation, he would face a thunderous blow the next instant.

Faced with Akshobhya Buddha's renewed doubts and near-tangible threat, Lin Zhu's heart tightened slightly. He knew that words alone would no longer be enough to win the other's complete trust.

Fortunately... he had long been prepared. Or rather, he happened to possess several "items" that were enough to "prove" his "identity" and "importance" in a situation like this.

The "grief and indignation" and "disappointment" on Lin Zhu's face slowly faded, replaced by a... unfathomable smile that seemed to contain endless wisdom and compassion?

Rather than answering Akshobhya Buddha's question directly, he let out a soft sigh, as though lamenting the other's "stubbornness" and "failure to recognize the true Buddha."

Then, beneath Lin Zhu's feet, circles of warm, pure, yet indestructibly brilliant golden light suddenly emerged from the void!

That golden light was not ordinary Buddha Light. It contained immeasurable Merit Vow Power, as though it could suppress all evil and carry an inviolable aura of myriad laws—Merit Golden Light!

The golden light rapidly condensed and blossomed, eventually transforming into the phantom of a vast and exquisite lotus throne that slowly lifted Lin Zhu into the air! The lotus throne had thirteen petals, every one crystal-clear and flowing with profound runes and Great Dao rhythms, radiating a majestic aura that brought peace and serenity to the very soul!

Thirteenth-Grade Merit Golden Lotus!

But that was not all!

Lin Zhu raised his right hand, palm upward, his fingertips seeming to hold an invisible flower.

With that motion, the phantom of a small and exquisite nine-story pagoda slowly appeared in his palm.