At the moment the light source brightened, a tri-colored radiance suddenly transformed within the hall, purple, red, green. As the brightness of the light intensified, the three colors became more apparent, seeming to flow through the air like a dazzling and mysterious aurora, dreamlike and unreal.
At a certain moment, three figures appeared in the middle of the hall, becoming gradually clearer as the light changed.
"What is this?" Lin Tian murmured softly to himself.
The faces of the figures that had materialized in the hall were visible, their expressions solemn, with what appeared to be flowing light surrounding them.
The hallucination closely resembled the statues of deities in a temple, but Lin Tian was not well-versed in matters of gods and Buddhas. Moreover, whether they were sculptures of gods or Buddhas, the images in paintings were all different; the same figure could be depicted in a hundred forms, so he could not tell which three great deities these were.
