The Prodigies War

Lin Xun, Luo Jia, and Shun Baixuan immediately realized the urgency and severity of the situation from Miss Le’s attitude.

Therefore, no one showed any hesitation or tardiness the moment the battle began.

Swish!

Lin Xun seemed to flicker through space as he rushed forward. The mysterious temple depths were filled with dark winding paths that appeared to have no end.

Moreover, there was restriction power everywhere, forcing Lin Xun to be cautious and careful as he advanced.

The scenery began to change as he progressed deeper into the temple.

The ground was littered with traces of battle such as claw marks, palm imprints, and ashes.

There were shocking scenes of devastation everywhere.

A great battle must have occurred here in the ancient era, leaving traces that even countless years were unable to erase.

Soon after, Lin Xun came across a stand of old and mottled bells. However, it was broken and stained with traces of golden blood.

These blood stains had clearly dried countless years ago. However, merely looking at them caused Lin Xun to feel a pounding divine aura. It felt like the abyss, and it squeezed his soul until it throbbed in agony as if about to collapse.

The blood of a Saint?

How else could such a terrifying aura remain after countless years?

Lin Xun's heart shuddered. He hurriedly circulated the Little Divine Meditation Art and did not dare to look again.

The atmosphere started to become different. It felt as if there was a haunting and unsettling pressure in the air.

Boom!

Lightning flashed as sparks appeared and intertwined. It was the boundless restriction power filled with the aura of destruction.

Although Lin Xun had been sufficiently careful, the lightning still managed to graze his body. His shoulder was torn open, leaving a bloody wound containing wisps of cryptic destructive power that spread at an alarming rate.

Lin Xun immediately circulated the Star Annihilation Heaven Devourer Dao and managed to erase the cryptic destructive power.

"The restriction power is getting stronger and stronger..." Lin Xun had a grave expression. He felt a life-threatening danger.

Omm!

Hence, he immediately summoned the Nameless Pagoda. The pagoda forged of Genesium looked as if it was made from glass. A golden divine glow radiated from it, surrounding and protecting Lin Xun.

Meanwhile, the glittering snow-white Broken Blade flew out. Illusory light flowed along the blade, ready to act at any moment.

After making these preparations, Lin Xun felt a little safer and continued on.

Along the way, restriction power would occasionally ripple and ink-black Buddhist light would assault him. It was a heart-palpitating experience to be struck by darkness akin to the eternal night.

Even with his rune founder capabilities, Lin Xun was unable to fully neutralize the attacks. The power was just far too terrifying, and he could only avoid or fight back with force.

Thankfully, he had the mystical Nameless Pagoda. Its protective golden divine light defended Lin Xun against many fatal attacks. Without it, it would have been impossible to progress at all.

It was not long before Lin Xun finally found Mu Zheng, one of the eighteen sons of the Earth Treasury Temple.

Dressed in a black kasaya, his figure gave off a stalwart, mountain-like presence. Brilliant Buddhist light surged around him while he carried a black alms bowl in his hand.

The alms bowl seemed to be a mystical artifact. Black Buddhist light drifted from it and transformed into Buddha phantasms. The phantasms guarded Mu Zheng as a chanting-like noise spread from the bowl.

The Arya Bowl!

It was the treasure that had been used in front of the whirlpool and allowed the Earth Treasury Temple group to enter the ruins.

According to Miss Le, the Arya Bowl was a famous Buddhist Saint treasure of the Earth Treasury Temple with a long history.

An illusory Buddhist scripture floated above Mu Zheng’s head, releasing strings of strange characters that seemed to be cast from black gold. The characters shone brightly and helped him neutralize the restriction power in his path.

"Oh?" As if sensing Lin Xun's gaze, Mu Zheng turned his head.

His eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of Lin Xun as a chilling coldness spread from between his brows.

His eyes soon widened in shock when he noticed the Nameless Pagoda above Lin Xun's head, and his expression turned grave.

In the end, Mu Zheng withdrew his gaze, turned back, and continued advancing. He quickened his pace, seemingly unwilling to waste any more time here.

However, Lin Xun had already sensed the murderous intent from Mu Zheng’s earlier expression!

"A practitioner of Buddhism, yet so indifferent and emotionless. The Earth Treasury Temple disciples are indeed completely different from normal Buddhist cultivators..." Lin Xun frowned.

He quickly cast aside these thoughts and pressed forward.

It was like an unspoken competition. Mu Zheng and Lin Xun employed all means to advance, seeking to reach the end of the temple!

Lin Xun pondered as he moved. The temple had appeared dilapidated and wasn’t that large from the outside, however, it seemed to contain a world of its own.

The restriction power covering it could be described as the work of the gods. It was beyond amazing and even made Lin Xun a little mesmerized.

In fact, he strongly suspected that his level of rune mastery would rapidly evolve if he managed to learn all of its secrets!

"Miss Le was wrong. Having a good understanding of runes isn’t enough to enter this place. You also need the protection of a Saint treasure. Without them, even King stage old monsters would be hard-pressed to advance and not dare to step into this lake of lightning or they would only be walking toward certain death!"

By this point, Lin Xun came to the conclusion that the temple was most likely covered in a Saint array!

However, it was a damaged array that had been abandoned for countless years and had lost its power source.

Otherwise, even with the Nameless Pagoda’s protection, he would have died long ago, and it would have been impossible to reach this point.

An incense stick of time later, Lin Xun finally reached the end of the temple.

It was a zone without restriction power. Instead, Buddhist lamps hovered in the air, bathing the area in a sacred and solemn atmosphere.

"That's..."

Lin Xun's pupils shrank. There was a flawless white lotus seat at the very end of the zone.

There was a figure on the seat who gave off endless light that was both blinding and beautiful, making it resemble a Buddha or Bodhisattva!

The bright light made it impossible for Lin Xun to get a clear look. However, he felt an indescribable light from the figure. It enveloped the area with its divine power, making him feel the impulse to kneel and worship it.

Mu Zheng was also present. Black Buddhist light spread from the Arya Bowl in his hand, causing Buddha phantasms to emerge one after another. It formed a stark contrast to the figure seated on the white lotus seat.

Black and white faced each other like yin and yang, creating a strong visual impact.

Mu Zheng seemed to discover something that made him involuntarily mutter, "This..."

At the same time, Lin Xun finally got a clearer look and realized there was another person beside the Buddha-like figure on the white lotus seat.

It was a woman bathed in divine flames with black hair draped across her shoulders like a waterfall. She was standing in front of the Buddha-like figure as if risking her life to protect him.

Their bodies were almost glued together.

The Buddha-like figure had a frown as he angrily glared into the distance.

The woman's eyes were lowered, her expression tinged with anxiety and determination.

There was another figure near the two of them that was covered in a layer of peculiar golden light. The figure looked thin, but gave off a sensation of being infinitely tall as if it had compacted itself to fit in the world. An oppressive pressure spread from it as if it was the sole overlord of heaven and earth.

The most chilling part was that the mysterious golden figure was holding a crescent-blade halberd that pierced the white jade seat, the woman's chest, and the Buddha-like figure’s heart!

It was a fatal blow, and it was a sight that would make anyone despair and be overwhelmed by fear!

Lin Xun's scalp tingled. Suddenly, he seemed to see a scene from the past where a golden figure descended from the sky and arrived at the temple.

An earth-shaking battle quickly ensued. The Buddha-like figure brimmed with anger as he harnessed the white lotus seat’s power against the enemy, causing Buddhist light to illuminate the nine heavens and ten lands.

However, it wasn’t enough against the halberd-wielding golden figure.

At the critical moment, a woman appeared and risked her life to block an attack for the Buddha-like figure. However, she underestimated the dreadful might of the enemy. With a single thrust, the halberd shattered the lotus seat’s defenses, killed the woman, and pierced the Buddha-like figure’s heart.

In the face of death, the woman appeared anxious and helpless, while the Buddha-like figure displayed sadness, anger, and resentment.

Lin Xun suddenly found himself drenched in cold sweat. Although he managed to catch a glimpse of the truth, he could not help but feel an unrealistic sensation.

Moreover, the area was pervaded by a terrifying killing intent. It was the residual killing intent of a Saint expert that had yet to fade after countless years!

If not for the Nameless Pagoda, Lin Xun's spirit would have shattered, resulting in his death.

Meanwhile, Mu Zheng was also in a rather sorry state. He seemed to be frozen there with a strained expression while his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.

If not for the protection of the Arya Bowl, he would have reached his limit long ago.

Clang!

A sound resembling a warning bell rang out. The overwhelming killing intent and pressure vanished, returning the sacred and solemn atmosphere.

When they looked again, the Buddha-like figure and the woman were gone. The golden figure was also nowhere to be found.

It was as if they never existed, and everything had merely been a dream.

"So Ancestor-Teacher Duji was killed by someone...however...why did that Black Phoenix Saint Queen...why did she give up her life to help him..."

Mu Zheng mumbled to himself, unable to understand. His brows were tightly furrowed together. "Didn’t the elders in the clan say that they were mortal enemies...why..."

As expected!

Lin Xun couldn't remain calm when he heard this. He had some conjectures but he wasn’t certain before.

However, he had no choice but to believe them now.

The Buddha and the woman who appeared on the white lotus seat were the Earth Treasury Temple Saint Monk, Duji, and the Dark Blood Black Phoenix Saint expert!

However, wasn’t it rumored that Duji killed the Dark Blood Black Phoenix and sealed her away? So why had they died alongside each other?

Could the rumors be wrong?

Lin Xun realized that even the secrets Miss Le knew were probably incorrect and vastly different from the truth!

If this was true, however, who was the golden figure that killed them?

Two almighty Saint-level experts were simultaneously killed by a single blow...it was simply inconceivable...

The more Lin Xun thought about it, the more frightened he felt as a chill rapidly filled his body.