Moreover, it is a true all-out attack.
This is the erosion of will, the Buddhist dependence of the Great Snow Mountain's Buddhist sect.
"King Luoshui, watch carefully!"
King Zhuanlun's voice rang out, peaceful yet grand, as if coming from the heavens.
Next moment.
Golden light around him suddenly condensed.
All the golden light gathered around him like a tide, forming a radiant image of utmost brilliance.
From within that light, a golden Twelve-Grade Lotus Platform slowly emerged, transforming from illusion to reality, supporting his figure from below.
King Zhuanlun sat on the lotus platform.
Now, he was no longer the figure of a lama in a purple-red monk robe.
He was clad in a golden kasaya, surrounded by Buddhist light, with a wheel of golden light gently rotating behind his head.
In the eyes of the people, his figure seemed to rise infinitely, transforming into a Buddha towering above the heavens.
And behind him.
