It was the head of an ancient Buddha.
It had been dead for an unknown number of years, but it was still shrouded in Buddhist light.
If one listened carefully, one could hear the chanting of Buddhist scriptures coming from the head.
The ancient Buddha had died a tragic death. A sharp arrow had pierced through his eye and pierced through his head.
This should have been the ancient Buddha's fatal wound.
A chain wrapped around the ancient Buddha's head and the arrow, hanging the ancient Buddha's head in midair.
"Only the head is left. Even the body is gone. What a tragic death!" Lin Feng could not help but sigh.
Perhaps the old monk wanted to take the head of the Buddhist ancestor because he wanted to give him a proper burial?
The dead should be buried in peace.
This was a saying that had been passed down in the world of cultivators for a very long time.
Many cultivators believed that only by being buried in the earth would one have a chance to reincarnate.
Of course, there were also many cultivators who believed in burial at sea.
Some cultivators in the starry sky world believed in burial in the starry sky.
…
"The people who died here were all extraordinary. That ancient Buddha's identity was even more extraordinary." Du Zu said.
Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat. He asked, "How did you determine that?"
"The corpse …" The Poison Ancestor said, "That ancient Buddha's lower body was severed, which is very different from the others. Even that expert from the God-Demon Clan didn't have his lower body severed. This is enough to explain many things."
Lin Feng stroked his chin. He suddenly thought of Xing Tian, the God of War. His head had been severed, but his body was still alive.
Lin Feng asked, "Are you saying that this ancient Buddha might have had the same ability as Xing Tian? His body could still be alive even after his head was severed?"
Du Zu nodded. "That might be the case. That's why the other party destroyed the ancient Buddha's body."
Lin Feng frowned. "We have no way of knowing if that's the case. This ancient city is too strange. Who knows how much history it has buried?"
At this time, the old monk was already close to the ancient city. He walked towards the ancient Buddha's head step by step. When he reached the head, the old monk put his palms together and chanted a sutra to release the souls of the dead. He wanted to release the souls of the dead Buddhist ancestors.
Then, the old monk stretched out his hand, wanting to pluck off the ancient Buddha's head.
Suddenly.
A terrifying aura surged out from the ancient city and enveloped the old monk.
Boundless killing intent filled the air as the old monk was forced to retreat.
Puff!
The old monk spat out a mouthful of blood.
"What a strange ancient city …" Many people sighed.
The Ancient Starry Sky City was indeed too strange and terrifying.
However, that aura was truly terrifying. Thus, it was best for the old monk to take the initiative to retreat.
However, the old monk did not choose to retreat. He was forced back and once again walked towards the head of the ancient Buddha.
"Too stubborn …" Many people shook their heads. They felt that there was no need for the old monk to risk his life for the head of a dead ancient Buddha.
The old monk approached the head of the ancient Buddha step by step. The aura in the air was getting more and more terrifying.
The old monk spat out mouthfuls of blood and his face turned pale.
Many people revealed horrified expressions.
The old monk's strength was tyrannical, but he was still forced to spit out blood.
Just how powerful was the pressure that permeated the void?
"Amitabha …" In the distance, the group of monks put their palms together and chanted Buddhist scriptures. They seemed to be praying for the old monk who had gone to pluck off the ancient Buddha's head.
Even though the old monk was heavily injured, he did not retreat. His willpower was really strong.
Said Lin Feng. "Buddhist monks are indeed admirable," said Lin Feng.
Du Zu said, "These people have a kind of obsession. This obsession is actually very terrifying. For the sake of this obsession, they might not even care about their own lives. They are no different from madmen."
Lin Feng said, "But in the eyes of Buddhist cultivators, the obsession you speak of is the faith in their hearts!"
Du Zu said, "Perhaps this is the reason why the Buddhist World has never declined."
…
The old monk approached the ancient Buddha's head once again.
However, this time, the old monk seemed to be under even more pressure than the first time.
His body had cracked, and fresh blood flowed out.
At that moment, the ancient monk with the ten Buddhist lights behind his head said, "Amitabha, good, good. Junior Brother Ji Wu, do your best and leave the rest to the Heavens. This matter cannot be forced, so you should quickly retreat."
The old monk said, "Senior Brother … How can I let the ancestor's head hang here without doing anything? I'm willing to risk my life to let the ancestor's head rest in peace."
The old monk called Ji Wu clearly had no intention of retreating.
He stretched out his hand to grab the ancient Buddha's head.
However, something terrifying happened.
An unimaginably terrifying aura spread out and enveloped the old monk.
Crack, crack …
The sound of cracking could be heard.
The old monk's body.
Like porcelain, it quickly cracked.
In the blink of an eye, dense cracks appeared on the old monk's body.
Bang!
Soon after …
The old monk's body collapsed.
"His body has collapsed … This old monk has died a tragic death!"
Countless people were shocked.
The old monk was so powerful that he was very likely an existence on the level of a Heavenly God.
He had died just like that.
There were too many people who were aghast.
"This ancient city is too terrifying!"
"The corpses hanging in the ancient city and the corpses nailed to the city walls can't be touched. I originally wanted to pull out the spear that nailed the Fiendgod to death. Fortunately, I didn't do it."
"This ancient city is strange. Maybe it's cursed." Many people began to talk at once.
"Have a safe journey …"
Lin Feng muttered to himself.
He admired the old monk. The old monk's death made it difficult for Lin Feng to calm down.
Many people cursed Buddhists for being sanctimonious.
Perhaps there were indeed many sanctimonious people in Buddhism.
However, there were also people who were worthy of respect.
Just like the old monk, who was an eminent Buddhist monk.
"Amitabha …"
The other monks chanted Buddhist scriptures to release the old monk from his death.
Rumble!
Two hours later, the huge black stone door that was more than three thousand meters tall let out an earth-shaking sound.
"The door is about to open …" Many people cried out excitedly.
"What secrets are hidden in this ancient city? Are Nuwa, Suiren, and Xuanyuan really buried here? "
Lin Feng muttered to himself as he gazed at the ancient city.
There were too many secrets in this ancient city. Perhaps he would be able to uncover some of them now that it was opened.
Or perhaps he would be able to find the burial grounds of Nuwa, Suiren, and Xuanyuan.
Lin Feng's heart was heavy.
Nuwa was the mother of all living things.
Regardless of whether or not Nuwa had created all living things, it was an indisputable fact that she had mended the heavens and saved all living things.
As for Suiren and Xuanyuan, they were the ancestors of the human race.
Nuwa had died in a great battle between Xiantian lifeforms.
How did the ancestors of the human race, Suirenshi and Xuanyuan die?
If Nuwa, Suiren, and Xuanyuan had really died in this ancient city, then what terrifying thing had happened in this ancient city back then?
It was actually able to bury a Xiantian lifeform and two ancestors of the human race.
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