By mid-August, the sun blazed like fire, and heat rose in waves.
Daybreak came earlier now. By the rooster's first crow, the east was already bright. You had trained without pause for half a month, and your martial cultivation had climbed another step.
Since entering the Ocean-Viewing Realm, you had devoted yourself to the supreme arts of the Buddhist Sect and the Demon Sect. Your Vajra Undying Art had reached the Little Vajra Body stage, and you had mastered the method of forming weapons from energy in the Purple Firmament Cave Demon True Scripture.
That night, all was still.
You sat cross-legged in the courtyard. True Essence surged through you like a river, while blood and qi roiled through your meridians.
A glaze-like golden light spread over your skin. Then came the sound of a temple bell and drum—dong!—and the Buddhist radiance swelled.
In an instant, a glazed Buddha three zhang tall rose from the courtyard, its brilliant golden form towering over the walls.
The great Buddha pressed its palms together, its expression solemn and serene.
You hovered within its chest, looking straight at the sturdy parasol tree in the courtyard.
At a flicker of your will, the Buddha's muscles drew taut, and it threw a punch.
Boom! Air burst apart in the fist's path, the sonic blast deafening.
This was the supreme art of the Vajra Undying Art—the Buddha Dharma Body.
Within this Three-Zhang Golden Body, ordinary spells could scarcely touch you. Blades and axes struck like feather dusters; water and fire could not harm you, and all evil shrank away.
You could also draw on the glazed Buddha's might, multiplying the force of every movement. Splitting mountains and shattering stone became child's play—such was the Buddhist Sect's secret supreme art!
But you did not stop there. At a