C559 Purple Road to the Red Dust

Xie Feng arrived at this place and scrutinized the Buddha statue with great attention. Despite the years it had weathered, it gleamed as if it had been meticulously preserved and maintained.

Spiraling spiritual clouds enveloped the golden Buddha, lending it an air of mystery and otherworldliness.

Xie Feng gazed intently at the statue, a sense of foreboding washing over him