The Headless Buddha Corpse showed no sign of its qi, yet Yi Chen was only able to detect it upon its close approach. Evidently, its cultivation was not weak, prompting Yi Chen to feel some apprehension.
He coldly fixed his gaze and saw that the Headless Buddha Corpse was wearing White Bone Prayer Beads around its neck and had a dark large drum tied at its waist, which it began to beat and chant to.
"Sun sets behind the mountains, darkness fills the sky, every household tightly shuts their doors!"
"Magpies and crows dash through the forests, clever pigeons scramble towards the eaves!"
"Five-clawed dragon returns to the northern seas, thousand-year-old Wang Ba crawls back to the sands!"
"Pity this true Buddha, obstructed on the path ahead, fallen into Abyss Hell, the journey's hard indeed!"
…
"Nine locks engaged in the ten directions, with one last door yet to be secured!"
"…"
Yi Chen held the Holy Halberd reversed, gazing into the distance.
