"Wait a minute..."
After looking at Song Yin, Jin Guang felt even more uneasy. Previously, his attention had been entirely captivated by the intense sunlight emanating from Song Yin himself, causing him to overlook Zhang Fei Xuan and the others outside the hall.
But now, with just a brief glance, he sensed something was amiss.
These people... What was hidden beneath now seemed no longer to be an imitated Law of Perspective but rather something that had taken a definite shape.
"Dharma Image taking form? Have you all achieved Foundation Establishment?!" Jin Guang exclaimed in surprise.
Wang Qizheng was showing his teeth in a grin, a very simple message.
Surprise, huh? Old Deng.
Gao Sishu stood there, not responding, but the slight lift of his head revealed his pride.
As for Lingdang...
She was gone.
She rode her Lotus Platform up into the high skies, turned a cloud into a solid surface, and then jumped down, rolling in the cloud.