The silver sword tip was less than an inch away from his brow, and Dragon Tree Buddha felt the chilling intent to kill.
He had a feeling that he might die at any moment.
This feeling hadn't appeared in tens of millions of years.
In the vast, black rainy night, the breathtaking sword that shone, and the sword before him—how similar they were.
Dragon Tree Buddha clearly remembered, after that sword cut down, he felt the arrival of death.
No more roots.
Originally, he wouldn't have lived for much longer.
But luckily enough, he met Lord Ancestor Dragon.
Lord Ancestor Dragon saved his life.
Later, he inadvertently acquired a mysterious purple Buddha light, thus starting his true path of Buddhist cultivation.
After cultivating Buddhism, all became empty.
As his realm improved, Dragon Tree Buddha's mentality became more certain and detached.
In his view, death almost didn't exist.
He was an eternal and indestructible divine Buddha.
