The Myriad Buddhas of Sumeru looked at the towering Golden Buddha Dharma Form behind Su Mo and fell silent.
They lowered their heads to look at the tiny Su Mo standing on the mountainside, seemingly sighed softly, then slowly knelt before the towering Golden Buddha Dharma Form behind him and bowed deeply.
A gentle breeze swept up to the summit of Mount Sumeru, and the myriad Buddhas turned back into withered leaves dancing across the sky.
Drifting and fluttering...
Su Mo slowly turned his head and looked at the towering Golden Buddha Dharma Form behind him.
That Buddha resembled Hui Kong, thin as a rake, yet wearing the smile that had always graced his face, peaceful and serene.
This was the Buddha in Su Mo's heart...
...like Hui Kong.
The Golden Buddha Dharma Form dispersed. Su Mo silently turned back and walked toward the summit with Hui Kong's Golden Body on his back.
The breeze blew, withered leaves danced, and the summit of Mount Sumeru lay in silence.
Su Mo slowly reached the center of Mount Sumeru's summit. His body trembled as he sat on the ground.
This vast summit of Mount Sumeru was utterly empty...
The summit was a stretch of level grassland, its green grass laid bare before his eyes.
Yet on this level summit... there was not a single tree!
Never mind a Bodhi Tree-there was not even a tree!
Across boundless Sumeru, all was emptiness...
"There is no Bodhi Tree..."
Su Mo gazed at the empty summit of Mount Sumeru, then lowered his head in dejection and said nothing.
A gentle breeze rose, blowing his white hair across his eyes.
Su Mo gently laid Hui Kong down from his back and looked at him in silence.
Hui Kong's Golden Body remained in its meditative posture, a