Xuzhen, using a hand that was partially severed, struggled to prop himself up. He sat in a meditative posture, a slight smirk playing on his lips as if he were mocking his foes.
In the next instant, millions of rays of Buddhist light from across the heavens converged upon him, continuously knitting his flesh back together. Yet, when his body was fully restored, it was entirely different from before; it had become as translucent as glazed glass, and one could clearly see golden blood circulating within his veins.
Noticing this abnormality, Zhong Nantian and the other top experts on Chen Xuan’s side turned their gazes toward Xuzhen, their faces etched with disbelief. The five old Buddhas, witnessing this sight, simultaneously pressed their palms together and chanted in low voices, "Amitabha..."
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