"Master, this is..." Ye Tianchen couldn't help but speak up. Even though he had already guessed who the voice belonged to, he was still very shocked.
Master Fang Yi knelt on the ground, devoutly putting his hands together, as if worshipping the Buddha. The expression, the feeling it gave off, was both solemn and sacred, with absolutely no hint of desecration, for it came from deep within his heart.
After a while, Master Fang Yi rose from the ground, and the mysterious aura disappeared, vanishing along with the calm yet authoritative voice.
"Amitabha Buddha, if my guess is correct, this voice was left by that eminent monk who reached the Emperor Realm in our Buddhist Sect back then. Unexpectedly, he left a sentence explaining why he chose self-immolation," Master Fang Yi remarked with some emotion.
