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 Buddha’s intent were scattered, but they were very small, almost negligible.
“This is the real body of the Bodhisattva!”
Alex was shocked. That was no statue, but the bodhisattva’s 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.
“Who actually did all these?”
“So 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?”
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.
“It’s over. I’m not going to die here like this, right?” Alex’s heart was anxious, now was not the time to consider this, but time wasn’t on his side. William’s situation was getting worse and worse, and he couldn’t afford to delay any further.
“Shelly, Clinton!”
“Come out and identify this place. Do you know where this is?”
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.
“Who are you?”
“No. What are you?”
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.
“Ah…”
The child screamed and slammed his head into the ground.
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