C274 Yan ji

The sacred Buddhist light did not shine behind him, making his face look incomparably solemn. His pupils faintly flickered with Golden Light s, revealing a wisely look.

"Amitabha." As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and the light behind him gradually dimmed. In the end, he returned to his normal appearance and looked extremely simple.

He then stood up and bowed to the silhouette