The further west you go, the more desolate it becomes, with boundless deserts all around. The scorching sun bakes the earth, and occasionally fire scorpions and poisonous snakes emerge from the golden sands in search of food, warning of the dangers lurking within.
Is it here?
Ye Qiu arrived at a desolate temple, its roof had been torn off by strong winds, and the damaged Buddha statue lay half-covered in sand on the ground. To call it a temple was generous, as only a few pillars remained standing.
At first glance, there seemed nothing remarkable about the place, yet the green copper plate in his hand was vibrating more intensely than it had in some time.
Ye Qiu circled the ruined temple several times, noticing that the green copper plate was most active when he was closest to the Buddha statue. It seemed that whatever was hidden must be inside the statue.
