The Cockroach-like Girl Is My Beast

Chapter 803 - 532: The Formula for Victory, Found!_3

Apart from what Jing Ning mentioned about the "All-powerful One," there is another crucial point.

The force that has polluted this Secret Realm is precisely one of "Distortion," "Twisting," and "Pollution."

Thus, the prohibitions meant to persuade people toward kindness and to remember Buddhist teachings have been twisted into murderous spells.

Thus, the temples, originally supposed to be solemn and strict, have their deities scattered on the ground.

Thus, chanting has turned into wailing, continuation into destruction.

Tracing it back, Lin Guang has already sensed its origin.

——Within the Demon Race, there are thirteen pinnacle clan groups towering above others, each possessing a power that defies reason, nearly akin to destruction itself.

Lin Guang once encountered a Demon Race that used "Forgetfulness" as their Ability, known as the "Void Eye Demon."

And at this moment...

The essence of the power contained within the Demonic Qi he felt was primarily "Decay" and "Severance."

"Decay."

An Ability that can cause internal rot and corruption to begin.

"Severance."

An Ability that can cause relationships and causality to disintegrate.

To pollute this Secret Realm, it would take at least the Demon Kings of two pinnacle clan groups working together to achieve this effect.

However...

From a certain perspective, Lin Guang’s Ability is their nemesis!

Because Source Stone is a form of communication and explanation, "Civilization’s Continuation" is a tool for linking and understanding others.

Lin Guang’s lips curved up slightly.

He has already comprehended Monk Fashun’s thought process and methods, and the path forward has finally become clear at this moment.

Next, what he has to do is undoubtedly——

......

One hour later.

At the very center of this decayed Buddhist land under the dim yellow sky.

Amid the swirling yellow sand, a not-so-majestic temple stood here, as if it were carved from a single block of jet-black monolithic stone, with no visible seams.

In front of the temple gate, there stood four gigantic Buddha statues on each side, each several tens of meters tall.

Each Buddha statue formed different hand signs, representing various techniques of the Eightfold Path of Buddhism.

Some Buddha statues were carved from white jade, bearing a compassionate expression, while black tears of blood flowed from their eye corners. Others were cast in gold, glaring angrily as if rebuking the sins of the world.

Here, seven Buddha statues have remained intact.

"Right View," "Right Thought," "Right Speech," "Right Conduct," "Right Effort," "Right Mindfulness," "Right Concentration."

At this moment.

Right at the entrance of this temple, three figures stood in a triangular stance, facing off from a distance.

One was a burly man with a robust body, covered in countless terrifying scars of stitching, faintly revealing the flesh beneath.

"Hmph, that guy Li Wenzhan is too reckless, clearing the Secret Realm all by himself... Weren’t those people along the way enough for him?"

The burly man let out a hoarse, cold laugh, his Spiritual Power carrying a blood scent so thick it was almost stifling, even subtly mixed with an indescribable corpse stench.

——"Corpse Forest Master," Thongchai Songsak.

"I don’t think he did it alone; perhaps the Great Xia reinforcements mentioned by that monk have arrived?"

A woman heavily adorned with makeup spoke, her voice trailing with layers of echo. Her face bore a playful yet wary smile.

——"Spirit Master" Mara Kiblan.

"Great Xia reinforcements?"

A harsh, extremely hoarse voice rang out.

This was a man who looked like a living mummy, emaciated to the point of unhealthy bluish-gray skin.

"The plague seeds I left have all been cleared away."

——"Plague King" Sai Montree.

After barely leaving the Hall of the Eightfold Path, they met here, only to find the Secret Realm was utterly devoid of people, likely cleared by some forces.

In all fairness, any remaining individuals had motives for doing this, so they naturally couldn’t trust each other’s words.

These four merely maintained a tacit understanding to explore together, not belonging to the same camp.

Their practices were all alike, old foxes who have navigated the Southeastern Region for over a hundred years as venerable Six-Star beings; who would dare trust anyone?

As for Great Xia’s reinforcements?

Not impossible...but the probability is pathetically small.

After all, this place is nowhere near Great Yue, Siam, or any national territory where Great Xia could intervene.

Yet, just as each harbored his own motives, wary of each other, awaiting the final Buddha head’s return,

Buzz——!!!

A dazzling golden light roared from the horizon, descending upon the neck of the last headless Buddha statue with lightning speed.

In an instant...

All eight Buddha statues were restored!

"The Buddha head has returned!"

"Where is that guy Li Wenzhan?"

The eyes of the three Demon Cultivators simultaneously glinted with intent.

Although the Buddha head was swift, it was far inferior to the flying speed of a True Master, and since this was the last Buddha head, there’s no reason why Li Wenzhan wouldn’t follow it over.

But before they could ponder it in depth.

Anomalies erupted suddenly!

Rumble——!!!!

Almost at the same time.

The entire Secret Realm, this small world filled with sandstorms, started to shake violently as if a giant beast that had lain dormant for eons finally awoke at this moment.

A pure, vast golden Buddha light erupted from the bodies of the eight Buddha statues, shooting up into the sky, temporarily dyeing the dim yellow sky into a sacred gold.

Yet when it shone upon their bodies...

It emitted a corroding, sizzling sound, accompanied by cries of anguish.

This was due to the long-standing enmity attached to them from endless slaughter.

At the same time, the blood-red words of the Eightfold Path left on their arms when the Buddha head was activated began to glow slightly.

"..." *3

In an instant, the three, slightly burned by the light, revealed displeased expressions.

Despite the Secret Realm being so polluted, it still had the capacity to target them? It must be Monk Fashun’s trick.

Similarly, their greed was provoked.

For, without a doubt, such grandeur signaled the imminent revelation of the Secret Realm’s origin!