Stacks of Buddha corpses piled up like mountains, emitting a pungent, nauseating odor of decay. There were at least a thousand of them, their blood long since drained dry.
Du Kong and the others, having received the news, had all returned. Seeing the sea of corpses, their expressions were grim—darker than anyone could describe.
A "burn the bridge to catch the fire" tactic—Su Chen was truly audacious. After all, if this went slightly wrong and the Buddha Clan blocked them in, it would be a disaster from which there would be no recovery.
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