Return to Void Mountain

The Dharma manifestation scattered like golden sand, vanishing into the wind alongside the rosy glow.

The outline of that towering figure gradually faded into the heavens.

Rather than quietly withdrawing as usual, Shen Yi landed atop the city wall and slowly turned to look into the city.

When the vast, boundless world contained only that ink-dark figure, though he seemed slender and tiny compared with the Bodhisattva Dharma manifestation, he nonetheless drew everyone's gaze.

Shen Yi simply disliked such occasions; it did not mean he was stupid enough to let the Bodhi Sect reap the harvest for nothing.

Had anyone else been present today—even the other Southern-Suppressing Generals—the Divine Dynasty's people would have believed that a Bodhisattva had subdued the great demon.

But Shen Yi was an exception. Since Pinewind Prefecture, he had already become renowned throughout the land.

Sure enough, once the people in the prefectural city had somewhat recovered their senses,

someone well-informed cried out in astonishment, "General Nanyang!"

Most of them did not even know which office this general belonged to or which military formation he commanded,

but those simple four words alone were enough to send them into jubilation.

His feat of sweeping away the demon army single-handedly outside Pinewind Prefecture had long been turned into storybooks and passed from mouth to mouth among the people.

Seeing that it was about enough, Shen Yi finally swept into the residence.

The moment he stepped into the courtyard, Monk Zhi Kong, who had witnessed the entire battle with his own eyes, came forward with shining eyes.

From his initial terror to Lord Shen revealing his Dharma manifestation and making the black sea roll backward, Zhi Kong, as a Bodhi Sect practitioner, had finally personally witnessed the legendary divine might of a Bodhisattva.

That radiant wheel manifesting between heaven