As the accounts within the ancestral land unfolded, the Leifeng Pagoda, which stretched across the earth, finally stood upright again. It seemed to have been drawn by some unseen force, and flew toward the ancestral land on its own.
During this process, the Leifeng Pagoda, which pierced the clouds, gradually shrank to about a hundred meters high.
But even at just over a hundred meters high, hanging in mid-air, the aura it emitted still prevented the monks throughout the temple from daring to lift their heads.
Only a few Tower Guard Monks could withstand the pressure, watching the Leifeng Pagoda descend with Buddha Light, enveloping the corpse of Abbot Ku Wu.
The eyes of monks like the Celestial Pearl Monk were filled with complexity.
"We should have thought of this earlier."
"Among the Three Great Saint Sects of the Buddhist Sect, Little Sumeru Mountain has always had an Immortal Artifact in residence."
