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The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva did not see the once mighty Dragon Subduing and Tiger Suppressing Arhat Dharma Body, but rather a youthful profile.
The hem of his black robe swayed gently as the young man sat cross-legged, leaning against the Pill Furnace, hands behind his head, and even had a straw in his mouth, leisurely gazing into the vast sky.
Despite a myriad of appearances, the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva could still sense from that aura that this was indeed the person he sought.
He simply could not comprehend why the young man showed no trace of panic as he had imagined, nor did he make any move to flee.
Could it be that this young man was ignorant enough to think that changing his guise would suffice to feign ignorance?
Thinking this, the smile of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva subtly carried a hint of murderous intent, as he reiterated, "I said, I already found you."
