These were the ruins of an ancient Buddhist battlefield. There were once countless Bodhisattvas and
great Buddhas fighting here, and from the traces the front of the ruins left behind, one could imagine
the tragic war at that time.
The fallen statue was still as vivid as ever, even after so many years. Spots of Buddhaâs intent were
scattered, but they were very small, almost negligible.
âThis is the real body of the Bodhisattva!â
Alex was shocked. That was no statue, but the bodhisattvaâs real flesh, petrified after death in battle. It
had always existed there.
There was also a massive head that rolled down to the corner of the ground, once a living person.
âWho actually did all these?â
âSo many Bodhisattvas have fallen here. This should be some Buddhist kingdom, but it had been
broken into ruins. The Bodhisattvas had their heads severed, and gods and Buddhas fell to the ground.
What really happened back then?â
Alex was shocked, but more than that, he wanted to know what this place was.
The Buddhist lotus passed through the black hole before it collapsed and brought him here⦠Could
some accident have happened when it was passing over, in which coordinates were scrambled, and
this place had left the realm of the Dairaionji Temple?
Alex looked behind him, but there was nothing.
The Buddhist Lotus had disappeared. Nobody knew whether it had crumbled or was automatically
hidden. He settled down and searched the side but found no exit. So he slowly wandered in this ruin.
Desolation, abandonment, destruction, vicissitudes, these were what these ancient Buddhist ruins felt
like.
Alex walked a lot. He turned over lots of debris, wanting to find some trace or an entrance or exit. In the
end, however, he was disappointed. It was as though someone had planted a powerful bewitching
formation to these ancient Buddhist ruins. No matter how hard he tried, he could not go out.
âItâs over. Iâm not going to die here like this, right?â Alexâs heart was anxious, now was not the time to
consider this, but time wasnât on his side. Williamâs situation was getting worse and worse, and he
couldnât afford to delay any further.
âShelly, Clinton!â
âCome out and identify this place. Do you know where this is?â
Alex urgently called the vassal spirits of the Persephoneâs Folly Bridge and the Requiem Clock.
Unexpectedly, these two guys lost their connection at a critical moment.
The two Buddha artifacts were clearly in his mind palace, but they simply couldnât be called, as if they
had entered some unknown domiant state.
âHere⦠It seems like it will devour my divine power!â
Alex suddenly noticed something at this time, which he hadnât noticed before. Now that he looked
closely at the mind palace, he saw a strange force secretly devouring his divine power.
His divine power was inexplicably decreasing.
âWhatâs devouring it?â
âCould this have caused Shelly and Clintonâs silence?â
After Alex discovered this matter, he immediately followed the peculiar force. Finally, he found the
traces and followed that force, and tracked it.
In the end, surprisingly, the source was found in a pagoda that had broken in the middle and fallen to
the ground. However, the second he actually found the source, Alexâs entire body became numb.
A child!
A little boy of about three or four sat within the abandoned collapsed pagoda, bare-assed and still dirty
on the outside⦠He opened his wide and slithery eyes and stared blankly at Alex, probably least
expecting to see a living person here.
âWho are you?â
âNo. What are you?â
Alex opened his mouth and surveyed the child with his divine eyes, and found that he was a little
different from a normal living person. It was this little thing that had been secretly sucking his divine
power.
âAhâ¦â
The child screamed and slammed his head into the ground.