Within the scripture hall, all the Buddhist scriptures began to self-ignite and blaze up. Those were the Buddhist texts collected by the Ancient Buddha Temple, considered to be extremely precious. Any cultivator from the Vermilion Bird Star who could obtain even one of these scriptures would likely experience an incredible stroke of fortune. Yet at this moment, these eagerly coveted opportunities were directly heading toward destruction.
Besides the golden Buddhist scripture within Xiao Qiang's body that was originally suppressing the box, all the metal within the scripture hall had turned to ash! But what followed was even more eerie.
Xiao Qiang swore he'd never seen anything like it before. After the Buddhist texts had turned into ash, they didn't disperse; instead, they fluttered like butterflies toward the tattered meditation cushion.
