"Laojun surely isn't among them."
Lost in thought, Zhang Fusheng, in his True Man identity, drafted a decree,
bestowing Shen Baobao with a strand of divine essence from thin air, stating in the decree for her to continue observing the Taoist Palace within that relic,
only then did he collect his thoughts and reach out his hand to caress.
The four divine remains floated into existence in the void,
the Buddha's corpse solemn, the emperor's corpse heavy.
"Indeed, the Bodhi corpse appears much more majestic than the other three divine remains, possessing a feeling akin to the Eastern Emperor's head."
Zhang Fusheng murmured:
"Thus, Bodhi is likely to be the Supreme, while the Joyful Buddha's corpse, the Longevity Emperor's corpse, and the Gouchen Emperor's corpse, naturally are Daluo remains."
He rubbed his brow, observing closely, seeing that between the skin of the four divine remains, there were countless illusory gold threads,
these gold threads intertwined like a net,
