Chapter 320: Before the Great Calamity, I Was the Buddha

Pure Land, Border.

In the Gobi of May, there was heavy rain in the morning, and as the dusk cleared, a ground fog arose.

Wisp after wisp of ground fog, while the pure white clouds above constantly drifted higher.

Before their eyes, the desert was a golden expanse, with countless sand and stone ripples rising like petrified waves, stretching all the way to the golden horizon in the distance.

It was as though the entire gravel was in motion, and the distant mountains seemed to move as well.

The gravel danced in the air, constantly spinning, forming a yellow vortex.

The vortex grew larger and larger, seemingly turning into a massive sandstorm.

Upon a closer look, within the sandstorm was a figure.

It was none other than Xi Hafu, who delighted in crushing others' necks. At this moment, his entire qi mechanism was released, and the surrounding gravel was entirely stirred up by the qi mechanism.

And opposite him was the "Buddha's relics" that Xi Hafu longed for.