He Ping pushed his own dharma power to its utmost limit. His mind transcended all worldly things, and his consciousness projected into the unseen void, tracing back through time as he attempted to seize a thread of causality flowing deep within space and time. At the same time, a glow of Buddhist light rose behind him.
Buzz, buzz...
Amid the resonant hum, the void split apart. Puppet Demon City opened a dimensional rift, and fine starlight spilled down, tangling with the Buddhist radiance.
The two lights fused into one, and the surroundings blazed bright in an instant. He Ping's true Primordial Spirit seemed to sit upright amid a resplendent sea of starlight.
Buddhist light and starlight melted together in a single furnace, transforming into another kind of wondrous radiance—clear, vast, profound, with an inconceivable subtlety. From within the Buddhist glow leaped forth a Dharma wheel condensed from starlight.
The Dharma wheel turned, as though wisdom itself were turning. This strange and enormous wheel rose and fell in the void; stars flowed within it, galaxies glittered, and specks of starshine as countless as the sands of the Ganges rippled forth.
Rumble!
The Dharma wheel shuddered, and an indescribable vibration instantly spread in all directions... farther and farther... farther and farther...
He Ping was using his own spirit, wisdom, and intent to comprehend the Future Lunar Mansion Calamity Sutra. This, too, was an ancient Buddhist scripture once left behind by the Buddha. It stood alongside the Three Dharma Seals, both having been personally transmitted by that overlord of Buddhism.
He Ping also knew that the mysteries contained within the Future Lunar Mansion Calamity Sutra were unfathomably deep. Even if he advanced to the peak of Spirit Manifestation, or attained the level of an immortal god, he might not necessarily comprehend every secret