Su Bei swiped his hands across the Sky Screen, instantly scrolling to the next short video:
"The most terrifying evil cult in history!"
In the Great Han Plane, Emperor Wu of Han stood upon the high terrace of the palace, gazing at the distant Sky Screen, his eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief.
That giant Sky Screen seemed like the eye of the cosmos, displaying a shocking spectacle.
Emperor Wu's body trembled slightly; he involuntarily rose from the dragon throne, gripping the armrests tightly as if trying to steady himself. His voice carried a trace of a quiver:
"What? The most terrifying evil cult in history? Which cult is this Sky Screen reviewing?
Why is it called the most terrifying evil cult in history? What on earth did this cult do?"
His questions echoed in the empty air, receiving no reply.
The images on the Sky Screen continued to scroll, displaying hazy scenes and mysterious symbols that heightened the sense of fear and curiosity.
Meanwhile, in another spacetime within the Great Tang Plane, Xuanzang was walking along the road to Tianzhu to fetch the scriptures.
Draped in a modest monk's robe and holding a string of prayer beads, his pace was steady and resolute.
When the Sky Screen suddenly appeared in the distance, Xuanzang halted. He gazed quietly at the colossal screen, a deep sorrow apparent in his eyes.
He slowly closed his eyes, his fingers gently turning the prayer beads, producing a crisp clicking sound.
He chanted in a low voice:
"Amitabha, what …
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