Zhou Dao's consciousness gradually blurred.
"Hold on!"
Earth King Corpse sprawled within the Inner World, half like a demon, half resembling a Buddha.
He placed his palms together, chanting ancient scriptures.
"Spirit Light quietly illuminates myriad sands, mortals and sages share in my abode. Flowing with worldly ties, unimpeded, Nirvana, life, and death are like empty flowers."
Sanskrit singing filled the air, a Golden Lotus blossomed in the Void, and those mysterious words echoed in Zhou Dao's ears, like evening drums and morning bells, deafening and enlightening.
"Nirvana, life, and death are like empty flowers!"
"Nirvana, life, and death are like empty flowers!"
...
Zhou Dao murmured softly, when suddenly, the Three Majestic Treasures merged into one, Celestial Mysterious Light burst forth like a placenta, and flew into Zhou Dao's body, forming a pill in the Dantian.