Tang Sanzang's face was filled with disbelief, his eyes brimming with Pathétique and sorrow.
In his eyes, Tathagata Buddha was an omnipotent figure. As long as he was around, the world would return to goodness.
Thus, Tathagata Buddha and Guanyin Bodhisattva could be said to be Tang Sanzang's spiritual faith.
But now.
That faith was gone.
Tang Sanzang was like a man whose backbone had been broken. His entire body went limp and collapsed to the ground, like a puddle of mud. His eyes were dull, and he was at a loss.
But soon, he raised his head to look at Zhen Yuanzi and said urgently:
"Daoist, you're lying to me, aren't you? Aren't you?"
"Alas."
Pity showed in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes as he said softly:
"What do you have that's worth deceiving you over? Besides, this is Xiniu Hezhou, the Buddhist School's headquarters, and Sun Wukong and the others have all left you. Not a single member of the Buddhist School has appeared. Isn't that enough to explain the problem?"
"But, but..."
"There are no buts."
Zhen Yuanzi sighed.
"Elder Tang, I see that you're kind, upright, and a rare good person. In this world, in this realm, curses run rampant and negative energy fills the sky. It's truly rare for a good person like you to be born. That's why I don't want to watch you go to your death."
He pointed ahead.
"Do you know that if you continue west, you'll most likely be devoured by the Buddhist School forbidden ground created by that severed arm?"
Tang Sanzang said dejectedly:
"I, I'll choose to take a detour."
"You're so weak. Where can you detour to? You should know that the area covered by this forbidden ground is constantly expanding. It has already spread to a radius of