Open his eyes? No... What does that mean? Old Zhang's booklet didn't have a record of this situation...
On the high platform, filled with fervor, Zhao Douan, who had just finished the Debating Scripture, paused abruptly and suddenly lifted his head, his pupils dramatically constricting.
He saw through the enormous hole in the center of the sky's massive cloud layer, the huge, mysterious shadow of Buddha's head looming over the earth just as before.
Only now, the clouds centered around Buddha's head suddenly rippled outward with circle upon circle of golden ripples.
Like the intensely trembling surface of water, the Buddha's tightly closed eyes were slowly opening at this moment.
Instantly, a pair of majestic yet compassionate giant golden eyes filled Zhao Douan's entire field of vision; he was stunned, feeling his whole body seized by an indescribable mighty force.
