When the final Buddha bead, as large as a fist, cracked, a seam split open on his forehead, his entire body lost its golden luster, motionless, his head drooping, life extinguished.
The illustrious Bodhisattva of the Buddhist sect, passing away on the spot!
Xuan Yin maintained a stoic expression throughout, witnessing Long Shu's demise:
"Martial God Inheritance, renowned for its slaughter, indeed stands unparalleled in offensive prowess."
Xu Zhenguan curiously remarked:
"You bald donkey, how can you be so indifferent? Witnessing a fellow disciple's tragic death, without any grief, and still having the mind to praise."
"Life and death are impermanent. The universe itself is a great extinction, what's there to mourn?" Xuan Yin shook his head, turning to the Empress: "Now that Your Majesty is out of danger, where will you go next?"
Xu Zhenguan sneered coldly: "First kill the Vassal Kings, then destroy the Buddhist faction."
