Category: The Supreme of an Era

Shadows receded, the bright moon emerged, and clear radiance bathed the Fengtian Platform, covering it with a silvery veil. The Four-Color Divided Landscape

At the border between the Great Zhou and the Southern Wilderness, the trade of savage beast materials and the constant flow of martial artists heading south

Could one temporarily clear one’s mind? Reach out from afar and merely create some hindrance?
Shao Xuan and Xi E instantly felt as though they were li

The Moonlight Bodhisattva appeared to have anticipated Meng Qi’s question, as the withered yet flourishing Bodhi tree behind him swayed gently. The glazed Pu

“In the future?”
In the boundless Vairocana Realm, where the Buddha Land was nearly perfected, Meng Qi gazed at the Moonlight Bodhisattva seated benea

When one reaches an impasse, one must change; when one changes, one finds a way through. When the Bull Demon King was overwhelmed by Nezha’s relentless assau

Three sarira floated up and down, their Buddhist light surging like waves, as if spanning past, present, and future, stabilizing the nearby four-colored swor

Confronted with this glazed golden hand, the ferocious gaping maw, and forty Buddha teeth, Fahualin felt as though he had plunged into the deepest nightmare.

The Demon Monarch’s finger pierced mountains and rivers, while within the small universe of blooming azure lotuses and numerous divine oxen, Nezha and the Bu

The cardinal mechanism trembled, and the phantom images of the red, cyan, black, and white swords flickered like reflections in a mirror or flowers in water,