But no matter what, with this ox to lean against, he actually felt a little safer.
So Marquis of Purple Robes stopped resisting, gritted his teeth, and pushed the deadweight Big Black Ox toward the depths of the cavern.
The cavern was lined with stone walls as hard as iron, carved with countless intricate secret patterns. They looked somewhat rough, however, far from exquisite.
Ahead, a hazy point of golden light shone out from the edge of Qin He's figure, emitting waves like the tides.
"Huh, we've already found something." Lamborghini immediately shook off Marquis of Purple Robes and strode ahead.
Seeing this, Marquis of Purple Robes quickened his pace and followed.
Very soon, he arrived behind and to the side of Qin He and saw clearly what was giving off the golden light.
It was actually a person!
More precisely, a monk. His entire body had withered away until nothing remained but skin stretched over bones, leaving him like a dried corpse.
Strands of golden light seeped from his shriveled, ruined skin, soft and misty.
His back was ramrod straight as he sat cross-legged with his palms pressed together. His treasure-like visage was solemn and imposing, his hollow gaze fixed on the deepest part of the cavern, commanding awe without anger.
A string of Buddhist beads in his hand was radiating brilliant golden splendor.
"Wow, Buddha Bone Sarira!" Lamborghini hurried over, widening his ox eyes as he examined the string of beads from top to bottom. He was practically drooling.
This truly was a string of Buddha Bone Sarira. Though called Buddhist beads, they were not particularly uniform, merely linked together in a circle.
"This was an eminent monk of the Other Shore Realm. The bone relics throughout his body are wrapped in scriptures; he had already come close