Yang Yong had thought the second thing to come out and greet him would be something else.
He had not expected to see a mountain of bones stand up.
Gasps rang out inside the Core Control Room.
"That's... the White Bone Bodhisattva!"
As the White Bone Bodhisattva rose, the ground throughout Bone City trembled.
Countless bone bricks tumbled from its body, smashing into the alleyways with a dense barrage of cracking sounds.
It was too tall...
So tall that even the Mechanical City hovering in midair was only level with the point between its brows.
Yang Yong looked up, momentarily reminded of the Bone Mountain Giant he had seen in the Ghost Domain.
The same oppressive presence, the same sense of insignificance.
As though standing before it, he was nothing more than a speck of dust.
The White Bone Bodhisattva took the form of Thousand-Armed Guanyin, its entire body assembled from gleaming white, dry bones, without a trace of flesh.
Countless jagged skeletal arms unfurled in layers from its back. From its shoulder blades, beneath its ribs, from its lumbar vertebrae, a new arm extended from every joint between its bones.
Hundreds upon hundreds of skeletal palms held different poses...
Some formed the fearlessness mudra, their five fingers slightly bent and their palms facing outward;
Some formed the meditation mudra, their hands overlapping as though cradling empty space;
Some were held aloft, their finger bones starkly white and distinct, as though their palms had once supported something, but now grasped only emptiness.
Its skull had dignified features, with gently curved cheekbones and a restrained jawline.
Its eye sockets were two deep hollows, containing no eyeballs, only darkness with no visible bottom.
Strangely, though, those hollows held no trace of ferocity. Instead, they conveyed a sense of compassion and solemnity.
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