Chapter 682: Bright Buddha Inheritance
According to the ancient texts and fragmented records that had survived the wars and chaos of past eras, the Bright Buddha Inheritance was a divine art born from the comprehension of an ancient expert who had seen Buddha mediating on the bodhi tree and achieving enlightenment.
Even the Great Ruler Empire’s own archives noted that only those who had reached Legend Rank, and with exceptional spiritual enlightenment at that, could hope to begin understanding its mysteries. Yet, before his very eyes, Noah—a youth who appeared no older than Lyra—was unleashing the technique not only with fluency, but with the full force described in legends.
The golden scripture circles, the six sacred mudras combining into one divine judgment palm, the phantom Buddha overhead—all of it matched the descriptions that had been treated as symbolic exaggerations in the records.
"This isn’t just prodigy-level mastery... this is a complete overturning of everything we knew about the Bright Buddha Palace," Elder Drew thought, his throat dry. It meant only one thing: either the Bright Buddha Palace had deceived the world for generations... or Noah was an unprecedented monster.
Elder Drew slowly turned his gaze to Elder Heng, the old man from the Bright Buddha Palace, hoping—no, needing—some kind of explanation for what he was witnessing.
But all he saw was a figure of stillness, the calm and closed eyes of someone who seemed completely detached from the chaos around him, as if the result of this earth-shaking battle had no bearing on him whatsoever.
There was no pride, no arrogance, no concern—just serenity, the kind that came from absolute confidence or absolute detachment. It sent a chill through Elder Drew’s heart.
On the other side, even Lyra, who was always composed and calculating, looked completely solemn. Her fists clenched by her side as she stared at the golden palm that now hung over the world like a divine judgment.
She had read about the legendary Bright Buddha Inheritance in secret imperial scrolls—techniques passed down from the ancient age of enlightenment, where each strike carried the weight of karma and divinity.