One golden-body remnant after another, one Buddha corpse after another—all were towering and enormous, impossible to overlook. Once joined into the Myriad Buddhas Great Formation, they became even more conspicuous, their presence overwhelming. Even from high in the sky, they could be seen at a glance. Yet now, every last one of them had vanished!
This bizarre situation made an ominous feeling flash through Meng Qi's heart. The predictive ability of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art prompted him to reach his right hand into his sleeve and draw out a section of a translucent purple saber.
When Sha Wujing had carried out the Mysterious Corpse, the Myriad Buddhas Great Formation had still stood here, and not a single golden-body remnant had been missing!
Had some change in Spirit Mountain caused their disappearance?
And what changes and dangers would their disappearance bring?
Question after question rose in Meng Qi's mind. He halted, reined in his aura, hid his Saber Intent deep, and gazed toward the summit of Spirit Mountain.
"The Kasyapa's Remains earlier seemed to have developed a little sentience. Now the Myriad Buddhas Great Formation has vanished completely. Everyone, you must be careful." Little Fox Qingqiu likewise drew out the Demon Saintess's Spear. Its phoenix-wing black gold was wrapped in dark flames, lending her naturally enchanting appearance a great deal of heroic poise.
Tai Li snorted. "Spirit Mountain has indeed undergone a change. Some existence truly doesn't want us to rescue the Great Sage."
"With all of us gathered here, and no legends involved, how much of a storm can they stir up?" Luojia, the Qilin Demon God, said with faint arrogance.
Hui Guang, the Phoenix Demon God, glanced at him. "What if the countless Buddhas, Great Bodhisattvas, and Great Arhats all developed a trace of sentience like Kasyapa and swarmed