The Flame Burns Out, the Kindling Passes On, Buddha Dao Origin

"Hiss—"

Mo Li and the others immediately gaped in shock, drawing sharp breaths.

Soon, Xu Qing emerged from the darkness once more, carrying the enormous golden Demon Subduing Pestle over his shoulder, Buddha Fire swirling around him.

In the blink of an eye, the Buddha Fire vanished.

"Against Arhats like that, I can kill them with a single punch when I go all out.

"From now on, leave these things to me.

"Even that Demon Buddha would be much easier to kill if we joined forces now than before.

"You three can recover without worry. I'll stand guard for you."

Xu Qing stood beside the three of them, tall and steadfast.

Like an Acala Vidyaraja, he radiated an overwhelming sense of reliability.

"Heh, see? I told you this guy was as reliable as ever. Keep resting.

"This time, let's recover completely in one go. Then we'll continue deeper into the temple and try to push all the way to the very end!"

Mo Li said excitedly.

Ao Tianchang shook his head with a smile and sat down cross-legged.

Wu Fei shook his head speechlessly, then sat down to focus on recovering his strength.

About three hours later.

After Xu Qing killed the third Mutated Arhat, everyone had finally recovered.

"Keep moving!"

Looking at the additional fifteen hundred Free Attribute Points in his hands, Xu Qing clenched his fist in satisfaction and charged ahead.

They crossed the Great Hero Hall and headed deeper into the temple.

This enormous temple stretched like a mountain range, seemingly without end.

Beyond one corridor lay another courtyard.

Beyond one courtyard lay another corridor.

Layer upon layer, large and small Buddhas, Arhats, and Bodhisattvas were enshrined in nearly every courtyard.

It was enough to show just how magnificent the temple had been before its decline.

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