In the middle course of the Shuanglong River.
Late at night.
Yibai crouched on the riverbed in his Jiaolong form, his body exposed.
His pupils stood erect, directly facing the old monk.
The old monk's face was filled with disbelief, muttering 'impossible' continuously as if he couldn't understand how Yibai learned the Om syllable technique without a teacher.
"Benefactor, could you use the Om syllable technique and show it to this old monk?"
The old monk requested.
"There is no harm in doing so."
Yibai did not refuse.
He lifted his Jiao head high, and in his mind, the Sanskrit 'Ah' manifested.
The golden 'Ah' coalesced in his mind and, moments later, transformed into the image of the fierce, round-eyed Vajra, the Growth Heaven King.
Yibai suddenly raised his head and uttered the true sound: "Om!"
A divine being condensed in front of him, the Precious Sword thrusting toward a large tree.
Boom!!