The villa's Training Room.
Xia Ping sat cross-legged on the floor and closed his eyes. A profound aura surged into the depths of his mind. At once, a colossal Buddha appeared in his mind, and his soul seemed to be pulled into a void space.
There was nothing here, only a colossal Buddha. Golden light radiated from his entire body, and he exuded an aura that was sacred, benevolent, vast, and boundless. Faint traces of Buddhist chants drifted through the air.
"Immovable! Tathagata!"
At that moment, as Xia Ping studied the Buddha, he felt his soul tinged with a golden aura and surrounded by a golden glow. His whole body felt warm.
He seemed to grasp a trace of the Buddha's profound meaning.
Bang!
He had no idea how much time had passed when Xia Ping suddenly felt a hint of weariness in his soul. In an instant, he broke free of that space and opened his eyes. To his surprise, the sun was rising outside. It was already the next morning.
"What? An entire night has passed just like that?!"
Seeing sunlight stream inside, Xia Ping was shocked. He had clearly felt as if he'd spent only a few seconds contemplating the Buddha, yet when he opened his eyes, a whole night had gone by.
"Incredible, truly incredible. Is this the power of contemplating a Buddha?" Xia Ping clenched his fists. After practicing for just one night, he could feel that the true qi in his body had grown stronger.
Even his soul had become more condensed, and his mental power had grown considerably stronger.
He sensed that the whole world had become clearer. The air currents around him, the flight paths of insects, the scents in the air—all were laid bare to his mental perception.
The true qi