"Tang Xiang said just now that Luodu alone has no fewer than five hundred temples and monasteries of all sizes. Most of them probably have no presiding deity, so their Incense and Fire Prayer Power belongs to no one.
"And that's just Luodu. How much unclaimed Incense and Fire Prayer Power must there be throughout Great Chu? Even though it constantly dissipates, the sheer amount is beyond anyone's imagination."
Tang Changsheng marveled inwardly. He formed a hand seal, and the Flame of the Primordial Yang Divine Lamp swept over the power. Like a spark landing in a woodpile, it set the whole heap ablaze.
Red light spread everywhere. It was visible even to the naked eye.
"What on earth is Mr. Tang doing?" Tang Xiang murmured in the rear courtyard of the Temple of National Protection.
Everyone could clearly see a faint layer of red light shrouding the sky above the Temple of National Protection's front courtyard. It was faintly visible even in broad daylight.
At first glance, it looked as though the front courtyard had caught fire, causing a stir among the monks and worshippers.
But they soon realized it was no fire. Though it glowed red, the light looked nothing like firelight, and there was neither black smoke nor the smell of burning.
The red light had gathered over one part of the front courtyard, but it quickly spread until it shrouded the rear courtyard too.
"The Buddha has manifested! The Buddha has manifested!" several monks and worshippers cried, dropping to their knees and repeatedly knocking their foreheads against the ground.
The red light seemed to spring directly into being. It was uncanny, staining even the sky dozens of meters overhead red. The monks erupted in an uproar...
Only Tang Xiang had a vague sense that what was