(Pulled an all-nighter, finally... well, 7 a.m. is still considered early morning, isn't it?)
"Whether it is the so-called Buddha Country of Ling Mountain or Mandala schools, they are all created from the real world."
Along the long road, the ink-black Old Bull spoke softly, explaining for Zhang Fusheng.
"Real world?"
The Porcelain Doll on the bull's back raised an eyebrow, calmly stating:
"Where does this real world come from?"
Old Bull was patient — it dared not be otherwise.
The scene just now had frightened it, others might not be aware, but it knew very well, the one on its back clearly hadn't yet achieved Ascension to God!
Yet this guy, who had not verified his status as a Divine Spirit, uttered a single "Om" and made a Venerate cough up blood!
This guy...
Old Bull recounted in detail:
"Where we are now is the [Reality Dimension], opposite to the [Reality Dimension] are many Different Dimensions."
