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Chapter 1091 - 819: The Five Emperors’ Plan B?_3

Chapter 1091: Chapter 819: The Five Emperors’ Plan B?_3

Li Huowen slightly startled, simply stopped his motions.

Instead, he looked toward the inner layer of the light screen at the flesh and bone skeleton atop the Core Buddha Tower.

From these changes, it was clear that the other party not only had spiritual wisdom but was also conscious.

Wang Zijia steadied the situation with a wave of his hand and, without acting rashly, floated over to the two only conscious Celestial Immortal disciples. One was from Yuqing Palace, and the other was from Taiching Palace.

Wang Zijia had seen the information on the Taiching Palace disciple.

A famed Celestial Immortal from the Five Elements Sect, Gold Pavilion: Zhang Zhongjing. Because of his name, Wang Zijia had a particularly strong memory of him.

Li Huowen looked directly at Zhang Zhongjing and asked, "What’s happening? Weren’t you all just clearing out Demons? How did this ancient Buddhist relic pop up? And what’s the deal with this array ritual?"

Zhang Zhongjing, having relaxed quite a bit thanks to Wang Zijia’s blessing of spiritual light, immediately replied, "Disciples are also unsure; originally, we were in the process of clearing out Demons."

"We then sensed an abnormality in space in this area, and all teams followed such fluctuations to this Crane Plain."

"Subsequently, disciples saw a world in pieces, as if time itself had fractured—not the Time Scourge Mysterious Realm, but rapidly merging into this realm. Then this Buddha Tower Array Forest appeared here."

"Before the disturbance subsided and disciples could report it, the sky suddenly tore open, and a blood-colored streamer, possibly an Evil Spirit, entered the core Buddha bones."

"By the time we realized something was wrong, the fragmented space had already completed its integration instantly, and we too were pulled into this place."

"As for the array... it was set up by that monk up above."

Li Huowen, frowning, asked, "A monk?"

Zhang Zhongjing nodded, pointing up to the flesh buddha bones at the top of the Buddha Tower, "When we arrived, he was already on the brink of collapse."

"It seemed he was a great Buddhist cultivator from Shen Hong, preparing for a breakthrough to become a golden immortal."

"But somehow, the world collapsed, and then his body was invaded by an Extra-Territorial Demon."

"To avoid leaving an endless calamity, he hastily called us to suppress it."

At this point, Zhang Zhongjing paused, then asked, "Martial Uncle, are there still Buddhist cultivators now?"

Li Huowen, feeling like he was in a fog, frowned and said, "Are you saying those Buddha bones claimed to be a Shen Hong cultivator? Readying to ascend to golden immortal status?"

"Anyway, that’s what he explained right before he died—it all happened too suddenly, he only spoke a few words before passing!" Zhang Zhongjing replied.

Li Huowen’s brows furrowed even more; something didn’t seem quite right. If Shen Hong had such a reclusive Buddhist cultivator capable of ascending to a golden immortal, the Sect would surely have some knowledge of it.

"What about the Extra-Territorial Demon then?" Li Huowen looked up at the Buddha bones, which were continually regaining flesh, and asked.

"It should be the blood-colored streamer that rushed in before us. If the disciple is not mistaken, it is likely an Evil Spirit," Zhang Zhongjing explained.

Li Huowen’s brows grew even tighter. The more he asked, the more confused he became.

However, by Zhang Zhongjing’s words, Wang Zijia felt increasingly certain about a guess in his mind. He asked, "Did you say this place suddenly merged here, as if it were Time Sin?"

Zhang Zhongjing shook his head and said, "The strange thing is, the disciple is almost certain that it is not Time Sin, though this place is full of skeletons and has become a relic. However, when disciples arrived, we witnessed a world’s dematerialization, disappearance, and destruction with our own eyes."

Wang Zijia gestured, and a phantasm emerged, asking, "Is it a disappearance like this?"

"Yes, exactly like this!" Zhang Zhongjing nodded his head, "That’s the circumstance, so disciples didn’t dare to invade rashly, allowing that Evil Spirit to rush into the Buddha bones."

Really now!

Receiving confirmation, Wang Zijia was startled!

Because the phantasm in front of him was precisely the remnants of myriad ’parallel space-times’ annihilated at the World Cemetery that he visited in the west desert some time ago—a gateway to another strange Shen Hong world, retaining images of the world’s extinction.

When he first entered, he felt this unique familiarity.

So, was this place also a cemetery?

Or was it to say that the entire Inner Realm was also a parallel space-time cemetery?

No, that didn’t align with the information he had read before.

"Fire Spirit Fellow Daoist, how often do relics like this appear in the Inner Realm?" Wang Zijia turned his head and looked at Li Huowen to ask.

Li Huowen shook his head and said, "In the Inner Realm, besides the remnants of creatures and Holy Spirits, there are hardly any relics."

"There hasn’t even been the evolution of any new intelligent life, including the surviving creatures of the two worlds—ultimately, all have perished."

"At most, in the perimeter, in earlier years, some disciples would reside and gather resources for construction, all of which are now abandoned."

"This Buddhist ruin relic is the first I’ve encountered and heard of."

Pausing, he then added, "Theoretically speaking, no matter how the World Ruins of the external void drift, they should all fall to Shen Hong, not here."

Hearing this, Wang Zijia turned to look at Zhang Zhongjing, wanting to ask more.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhongjing gestured, and the Phantasm flowed. Memories of divine thought flashed rapidly, displaying everything they had experienced before.

In a moment, Li Huowen’s brows were furrowed, and looking up at the Flesh and Blood Buddha bones within the light screen, he asked, "Shen Hong’s great Pu Xian Celestial Master? Who’s that?"

Wang Zijia, however, had already understood.

It must be like what Wang Zijia had experienced before—this Buddha Tower was originally a ’parallel space-time’ Shen Hong world on the verge of historical collapse, one where Buddhism thrived.