As the sandalwood incense burned to ash, the immense power that had been about to strike Su Shi'er and Ling Yue Shang vanished without a trace in an instant.
In midair, the Buddha's hovering incarnation dissolved into light along with the Buddha statue behind it.
The Buddha's incarnation smiled faintly, then returned to the Buddha's true body, which sat cross-legged in the center of the hall.
"This..."
In the passageway, the monks who witnessed this scene immediately looked at one another in bewilderment.
Before long, their gazes converged on the old monk at the forefront.
"Sacred Lord... this..."
The faint smile vanished from the old monk's face, and a hint of dissatisfaction entered his gaze as he looked at the Buddha.
"It was not that I held back. The secret art of the Three Realms of Non-Appearance is simply too powerful; even I cannot yet fully control it.
These two benefactors were able to hold on until the final moment only because of their own abilities."
The Buddha opened his eyes once more, his calm voice devoid of sorrow or joy.
The old monk frowned deeply. Naturally, he did not quite believe that explanation.
Yet when the words reached his lips, he did not know how to refute it.
To say the other party had deliberately held back? But the successive attacks had indeed been incomparably powerful.
From beginning to end, they had kept Su Shi'er and Ling Yue Shang firmly suppressed.
In the end, he had even used the supreme secret technique of Nameless Cave—the Three Realms of Non-Appearance.
Moreover, Su Shi'er and Ling Yue Shang were no easy opponents to begin with.
At least on the surface, there was not the slightest flaw to be found in the Buddha's actions.
"Amitabha. So be it!
Since these two benefactors