Yao Wan could not help shaking her head, then sighed.
"I knew nothing good could come of visiting a place like this."
"Hmph. So that's why. Just a blind cat stumbling across a dead mouse. Boring."
The golden Buddhist aura around its body softened and peeled away like burning gold leaf, gradually revealing the mottled, filthy chaos beneath. The demon stretched its body slightly before speaking.
"...So it was also because of this golden Buddha Bone statue... Bald donkey, even dead, you still refuse to rest in peace."
As soon as it finished speaking, the demon turned to look at the golden Buddha Bone statues scattered across the ground and spat.
Then, it raised its head and looked at Xiao Yan and the others.
"But that bald donkey could only do this much. So what if he was once a Supreme? Isn't he still nothing but a pile of dry bones beneath my feet?"
"Y-you are?! Ugh..."
Yao Emperor took a deep breath, only to suddenly feel as though a hand had seized her heart, making it hard to breathe as pain split her head.
Her vision flickered with countless chaotic images like damaged film, finally freezing on the great calamity from tens of thousands of years ago. Back then, as they stood on the outskirts of the Sumeru Realm, intending to return to Spirit Mountain, they had watched helplessly as raging Demonic Flame erupted from the main hall and engulfed the entire Sumeru Realm.
The Lord of Inner Demons had danced through the skies above Leiyin Temple. That apocalyptic sight had been etched deeply into her heart.
Even though the Buddha Sect had possessed many Earthly Supremes like her back then, and even quite a few Heavenly Supremes, they had ultimately been unable to stop the collapse of the