He Zhao spent his time constantly in Rollbacks, and the Immortal Buddha Clay Statues across the entire world were repeatedly subjected to the misery of being swallowed alive and flayed. Meanwhile, the Great Vehicle Buddha kept putting on the same scene: shrinking back into his cave, trembling, and muttering to himself.
The Iron Rod Brothers, the Possessing Ghoul, the Lake Spirit, and the others clicked their tongues in wonder as they watched, crying out that it was brutal.
The fifth Golden Lotus, the sixth Golden Lotus, the seventh Golden Lotus, all the way until the ninth Golden Lotus fully bloomed, shining with a sacred radiance that illuminated every realm.
"Rumble!"
Just as he was preparing to Rollback again and continue devouring the Immortal Buddha Clay Statues, another unknown great being in the Mental Space abruptly straightened its vast, peerless body.
"Unknown Buddha?"
That was right. The thing that had stirred was precisely the Golden Buddha that had burrowed into his mind back when he had used the Eye Seal of Sorrowful Birth to observe the moon and an inexplicable scripture had sounded by his ear.
The Nine-Layer Lotus Throne beneath Him was no longer the radiant, dazzling thing it had once been. Instead, its true appearance was revealed. It was withered, gray, and covered in dense, countless wounds, from which yellowish-brown pus flowed out.
Each layer of the lotus throne had nine lotus leaves, and all of them were damaged. The layer with the most leaves was the ninth layer, which barely had five and a half left. As for the remaining eight layers, some did not even have a single petal.
Not only that, several enormous cracks had split open across the lofty lotus throne, giving off the feeling that it was tottering on the verge of collapse and