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A great Buddha towered between heaven and earth!
Tan Duan's phantom appeared within it, one hand raised in homage to Buddha, the other held out as a palm!
That palm became the Buddha's golden hand, its five fingers like mountains, blotting out the sky and covering the earth!
Countless mysteries descended with the Golden Light and the golden swastika!
"Nirvana does not perish, the Buddha has a true self; all beings possess Buddha Nature!"
The Buddha's voice rang like a great bell, enveloping the entire city!
Blazing Buddha Light bloomed in the north of the city, and the enormous figure of the Buddha gradually came into view!
Many people in the city sensed it and began to investigate. Even among the common folk, quite a few heard the commotion and looked that way. Then, faces full of wonder, they pressed their palms together and chanted the Buddha's name, each more devout than the last.
"Could this commotion have something to do with my benefactor? And isn't that the very place where that unfilial son is?"
In a small courtyard in the east of the city, Zu Zhengzhao watched the strange Image in the sky, worry on his face. Yet somewhere deep within, even he felt a faint urge to turn to Buddha.
Behind him, the woman in red frowned at the great Buddha, conflict showing in her eyes. "This city really is dangerous. We must leave at once!" Then she stressed, "With a display like that, staying wouldn't do us any good!"
Zu Zhengzhao sighed and nodded.
But despite saying so, neither of them moved. They kept watching the Buddha!
"Has that monk Tan Duan made his move?"
In a corner of the city, Ling Mei, hidden with care, watched the Image overhead. Her thoughts fell into