When he successfully cultivated the Sanskrit Divine Body at the Blood Movement Realm. there was only a layer of golden light around him. It wasn’t until he was on the stairs that the image of a buddha appeared around his body due to external pressure.

At that time, Zhao Jiuge had only taken a quick glance and the feeling was not that strong. He only felt that the Sanskrit Divine Body was not simple, but he didn’t think too much about it. However, when he was hit by the Ghost Wind Spirit Wolf, he was only sent flying a few meters and the aura in his body became a bit unstable. He felt a bit of pain, but the golden light around him didn’t break like he thought it would. Instead, the laughing buddha appeared around him again, and since he had broken through to the mid stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, it was even more solidified than before. He felt it much more clearly this time.

As Zhao Jiuge lied on the ground, he couldn’t help but think about the past. Whether it was the Ten Thousand Corpse Elder or Daoist Yi Qing, whenever he faced danger, the buddha in his dantain would slightly open its closed eyes....