An endless grid stretched across the dim cosmos, shimmering with faint light that flickered unsteadily, intertwining and overlapping in a tangled mess impossible to unravel or sever. Yet it was in this very place that a blazing sun suddenly burst into Lu Yang’s vision.
Its incandescent white light cascaded over his robes, then broke apart, scattering into iridescent colored lights that fell in a misty haze. The colored lights merged into the great net of karma below, illuminating the faces of countless millions of monks and disciples. Vajra Realm Great Sun Tathāgata. No, it’s the World Honored One!
Lu Yang’s teeth chattered slightly, but he immediately clenched his jaw. At the very least, the one before me right now is definitely the true self consciousness of the World Honored One. There was only one basis for this judgment: Di Muni.
That is the World Honored One’s true name. In my last life, when Angxiao made his final attempt to seek the truth of the Underworld, it was by using this name that he drew the World Honored One’s response! If it were merely a clone, how could it dare to use the World Honored One’s true name?