"The Great Lingyin Temple's Scripture Pavilion was unlike any other."
"It was divided into inner and outer, surface and hidden depths. What looked like the inner section might not be the true inner section at all, but an illusion reflected from the depths."
"No one knew how many years this Scripture Pavilion had stood. It housed all manner of ritual artifacts, Buddhist weapons, scriptures, and relics, and held the remains of countless Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and King Mings. We must be careful. If we get caught between surface and depths, something truly terrifying may happen."
Azure Dragon spoke with utmost gravity. His eyes were no longer the golden eyes of an East Sea true dragon, but dark gold with a glazed sheen. Like a Buddha's eyes of wisdom, they studied the vast, magnificent Scripture Pavilion.
Zhenjiu laughed. "Don't worry, Brother Zhenlong. Brother Flame Dragon warned us before we came in. We just need to be careful."
Zhenshi looked around and asked casually, "Brother Flame Dragon certainly knows a great deal. Zhenlong, I remember you didn't know nearly this much about the Great Lingyin Temple before."
Azure Dragon smiled. "Now that there's hope of leaving, of course I've been studying everything I can. How else could I seize the chance? Zhenshi, you're still too careless."
Zhenmi nodded repeatedly, agreeing wholeheartedly. "Zhenlong is right. Aren't we taking this enormous risk so we can leave? We can't be too careful or work too hard. If we get out, every bit of effort will have been worth it."
"Come on. Let's get into the inner section and find the Blood-Burning Buddhist Lamp."
Zhenmi took the lead, and Zhenjiu and Zhenshi followed at once. Azure Dragon brought up the rear, letting Zhenmi test the way ahead.
None of the four noticed that the moment Zhenmi