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It seemed as if at this moment, Heavenly Dao itself had become loathsome of his existence.

In an instant, the Abbot of the Great Buddha Temple was shocked into a cold sweat, staring dumbfounded at Jizo for a long time without speaking.

It had been so many years—he had not felt this way.

'Even with my cultivation and divine skills, is it still like this?' The Abbot's complexion involuntarily shifted slightly, and the subtle change in his expression caused monks like Kuyan to show a flicker of reaction in their eyes.

Could it be that the Abbot—also could not see through this man?

The Abbot sighed softly once more, and this time, the look he directed at Jizo was filled with added seriousness; gone was that lofty, condescending demeanour and thought as he looked down on Jizo, replaced by the semblance of an equal existence.