Chapter 370: 305: Who is the Prisoner, the Princess from a Thousand Years Ago
"Let’s go!" After dealing with that strange monk, Su Heng gestured to Meng Huan and Wu Cuicheng, "Let’s go inside and see what exactly happened in White Tower Temple that turned it into this bizarre state!"
"Okay!" Meng Huan nodded in agreement.
Wu Cuicheng was also very excited; they had been stopped by these living corpses for quite some time.
It was the first time they had witnessed the true killing of living corpses. The situation inside White Tower Temple was very odd, but Wu Cuicheng wasn’t worried. With Su Heng leading the team, even if they really encountered danger, they could resolve it effortlessly.
Walking along the road in front of the temple, they crossed the main gate and entered the interior.
Before them lay a vast square, and at the end stood a lofty great hall. The main doors of the hall were wide open, its interior pitch-black, like the gaping maw of a beast in hibernation. Standing hundreds of meters away, they seemed to feel the cold breeze blowing out of the temple.
On both sides of the square, there were Arhat statues, sutra flags, prayer wheels, and so on.
Among the many temples in Skull Plain, these setups were quite common. Although varying in size and decoration, there was nothing particularly shocking.
The key problem was that not long ago, elite forces had been mobilized from White Tower Temple. Yet, in just a few months, these Buddhist statues and utensils had become covered with rust and moss, as if hundreds of years had swiftly passed by in this isolated world, bringing visible wear and tear.