A statue of a person was kneeling on the huge square.

This person's face was very lifelike. Even though he was from 20,000 years ago, Ouyang Xiu still recognized him at a glance.

Lin Jiufeng asked in confusion, "Since he's a Quasi-Immortal King, then why did he come here during the war between the Immortal Court and the God Race?"

"He went on a mission before the war and never returned. I didn't see him till my death." Ouyang Xiu recalled. "I just didn't expect him to be here. It's a little incredible."

"I saw this statue long ago, but I always thought that he was a believer of Great Emperor Shakyamuni who knelt here piously. I didn't expect that he was actually from the Immortal Court, and he's even a Quasi-Immortal King," Monk Anan said.

"He doesn't believe in Buddha!" Ouyang Xiu immediately said.

"Not only does he not believe in Buddha, but he also hates Buddha. Because I was born in the Western Desert, he chatted with me about whether Buddha really exists. I told him that I couldn't absorb the teachings of the Buddhist scriptures, that I didn't believe in Buddha, and he also said that he didn't believe in Buddha either. Moreover, he also didn't believe that Great Emperor Shakyamuni was really as powerful as everyone said. At the very most, Great Emperor Shakyamuni was an Immortal King, that's all," Ouyang Xiu said slowly.

"That's why I was really shocked to see him kneeling in front of the statue of Great Emperor Shakyamuni," Ouyang Xiu added.

"When you came down just now, you said that the person you sensed from the Immortal Court was him?" Lin Jiufeng's focus point was very strange.

He didn't care if this kneeling person believed in Buddha.

He only wanted to know if this was the person that Ouyang Xiu sensed at the beginning.

Ouyang Xiu shook his head and said hesitantly, "I'm not sure either."

Lin Jiufeng frowned. He walked to the side of the kneeling person and looked up.

Emperor Buddha seemed to be looking at him.

Lin Jiufeng watched silently without blinking.

"It's useless. Great Emperor Shakyamuni's statue won't react," Monk Anan walked over and said.

But in the very next moment, with a bang, Great Emperor Shakyamuni's statue shone brightly.

A [Swastika] appeared and shrouded down.

This change shocked Monk Anan.

He had just said that the statue of Great Emperor Shakyamuni wouldn't have any reaction when he was immediately slapped in the face.

Of course, it didn't matter if he was slapped or not. What shocked him was that he hadn't had any reaction at all after staring at the statue of Great Emperor Shakyamuni for so many years. The statue had already changed when Lin Jiufeng came.

Was Lin Jiufeng the chosen one?

Monk Anan felt bitter.

The [Swastika] word appeared and refracted on the huge square, revealing a terrifying battlefield scene.

"This is… an ancient city floating above the Endless Sea!" Ouyang Xiu said in surprise.

The light that shone down from the [Swastika] was a huge sea with surging waves. On the sea, an ancient city suppressed down, emitting a terrifying might.

"That's Great Emperor Shakyamuni!" Monk Anan pointed at a small person in the image in shock.

A monk!

A monk with his back facing the world and looking at the ancient city.

The ancient city was huge and majestic. It exuded an ancient, heavy, and suppressive feeling.

As for the monk's back, it was straight and fearless as he strode forward.

The sea breeze blew up his white monk robes. The angry sea surged around him. In front of him, the world was dim, and there was a heavy pressure. Even though this was a scene from 100,000 years ago, just this scene alone made Lin Jiufeng and the other two still feel this huge pressure.

But Great Emperor Shakyamuni walked over firmly.

This scene only revealed this much detail.

"Just by looking at this scene, I feel an extreme sense of tragedy, as well as Great Emperor Shakyamuni's indomitable confidence," Monk Anan murmured.

"What kind of place is this? There's actually such an ancient city on the vast sea? Moreover, this ancient city also makes people fearful," Ouyang Xiu said curiously.

Lin Jiufeng shook his head and said, "I don't know. This should be an image from 100,000 years ago. It might not even be here anymore, but it's our blessing to be able to see it."

To be able to see the back of the invincible Great Emperor Shakyamuni from 100,000 years ago was already very lucky.

"This statue isn't as simple as you say." Lin Jiufeng looked at the statue of Great Emperor Shakyamuni again.

The light of the [Swastika] slowly shrank, and the scene slowly disappeared.

"How could I have known? I've looked at it for 20,000 years, but this situation never appeared once. When you came, it immediately appeared. Perhaps this is fate." Monk Anan sighed.

"What exactly happened in the Great Thunderclap Temple? Why did it disappear? Are these secrets here?" Lin Jiufeng asked.

"No. There are no records of the disappearance of the Great Thunderclap Temple at all. It makes me feel very strange." Monk Anan shook his head.

"All these years, I've also been pursuing the truth. But every time the energy tide comes, I always avoid being swallowed by the decline of the spiritual energy by choosing to sleep. Then, when the new era comes and the spiritual energy recovers, I will wake up and start cultivating again. I will be able to recover to my peak very quickly," Monk Anan said.

Lin Jiufeng continued to observe the statue of Great Emperor Shakyamuni.

But after the statue emitted the light of the [Swastika], there was no other movement.

It was as if Great Emperor Shakyamuni just wanted to show Lin Jiufeng this scene after he came here.

Just like that, Lin Jiufeng stood in front of Great Emperor Shakyamuni's statue for a day.

On this day, he didn't do anything. He just watched silently.

Monk Anan and Ouyang Xiu accompanied Lin Jiufeng here and watched silently.

Especially Monk Anan. There was a strange look in his eyes as he circled around the statue of Great Emperor Shakyamuni. He observed carefully, wanting to find what was different about it.

He thought that after 20,000 years, he was already very familiar with this Great Thunderclap Temple.

But reality proved that he was wrong.

He no longer understood this cold statue.

A day later, Lin Jiufeng moved because a line of words appeared before his eyes.

[Do you want to Sign-In before the statue of Great Emperor Shakyamuni?]

Lin Jiufeng immediately nodded. "Sign in!"

[Sign-In successful. Received a copy of Great Emperor Shakyamuni's writings!]

A yellowed scripture appeared in Lin Jiufeng's hand.

A manuscript.

The person who wrote this was Great Emperor Shakyamuni.

Hence, Lin Jiufeng flipped to the first page.

There were no words!

He frowned and continued to read the second page.

The third page…

The fourth page…

He continued to flip through the book. There wasn't a single word.

It wasn't until the last page that Lin Jiufeng saw a word.

'Sigh!'

When this word came into view, a tired sigh sounded in Lin Jiufeng's ear.

It shook his soul.

Lin Jiufeng couldn't help but look at the statue of Great Emperor Shakyamuni.

Boom!

The eyes of the statue actually moved.

The world around Lin Jiufeng suddenly changed.

He saw the same scene like the one shown by the [Swastika] just now.

The difference was that this wasn't a still scene, but a real-time scene.

The sea was raging, violent winds howled, and lightning and rain fell.

The world seemed to be on the verge of destruction.

In such a scene, a young monk raised the ancient city with one hand and imprisoned everyone in the ancient city as he walked deep into the sea.

"Great Emperor Shakyamuni, you deserve to die!"

Lin Jiufeng heard this roar of terror and anger.

The young monk only had one sentence to say.

"I have come today to suppress you all for 100,000 years!"

In the scene, Great Emperor Shakyamuni brought this ancient city into the depths of the distant and unknown sea.