"Hm?"
Inside the Temple of All Living Beings Without Form.
Sangji suddenly looked up and saw glazed celestial flowers falling petal by petal from the heavens, turning into white snow.
Phantom images of strange nether forests stood around the temple, displaying all manner of profound mysteries, with hundreds of thousands of Dharma treasures and myriad marvels.
Even protector deities such as the Yaksha King, Vajra Boar-Mother, and Indra manifested, making many monks flush with excitement as they prostrated themselves and kowtowed.
"The Eight Cold Forest Buddha Lands!"
"They've been shaken!" He hurriedly formed a hand seal, silently entered meditation, and visualized that Buddha-Land.
Unfortunately, no matter how Sangji sensed it, though it seemed connected, it was as though another layer lay between them. He could never touch "reality." Sure enough... the Venerable One was right. The Buddha Lord had always been unwilling to let them draw close; even the method of sensing it was false...
Sangji sighed inwardly, changed hand seals, visualizing the "Venerable Great Sun Tathagata of Serenity" in his heart as he silently recited, "Venerable One, please aid me!"
In an instant, it seemed as though an invisible gate had opened within the Great Void, and strands of profound mystery descended.
Sangji's eyes abruptly turned into murky yellow gemstones. A snow-white monk's robe appeared over him, its chest painted with the Lord of the Charnel Forest Human-Skin Thangka. A white-bone scepter appeared in his hand, while a horned white-bone mask materialized out of thin air and completely covered his face.
It was Fang Qing logging in and taking over the account, descending with the [Maiden Earth] Golden Nature position.
Though the Lord of the Charnel Forest had held back somewhat when cultivating subordinates, the Golden Nature he had split off was seamless and flawless. There could not possibly