Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.


    Once imed to house over ten thousand Buddhist practitioners, now only ruined walls and broken beams remain, following the ughter of Buddha’s Disciples and Buddha’s Grand-disciples by beasts.


    The hundred-foot Buddha statue on the Lotus tform at Bodhi Peak, despite a thousand years, still sits in meditation with apassionate expression.


    The que at the temple’s entrance is rust-streaked with only the character "ten thousand" discernible.


    The trees within the temple grounds are overgrown, with vines entwining and pavilions and towers copsed into ruin. The worshipped Buddha statues inside the temple stand exposed to the elements, either severed at the waist or crumbled into stones, with very few remaining intact.


    Underneath the statues, there are numerous white bones, so long dead that they have be dry and rough.


    The kasayas on the bones have weathered into strips of cloth, and the prayer beads that once hung around their necks are now scattered on the ground.


    When the demon tribes drove the beast tide to breach the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, it signified theplete annihtion of the human ns of Qiong Continent; the monks in the temple didn’t live to see Buddhae to their rescue, and many took their own lives in front of the Buddha statues as their faith crumbled.


    Ruined relics, shattered Buddha statues, numerous bones...


    They document the severity of the battle from the past, and when a somber wind blows, letting out a moaning sound, it only adds to the eerie and deste atmosphere.


    Crack! Crack! Crack!


    The bones of the monks slowly rise from the ground, straightening their skewed skulls, with purple mes flickering in their eye sockets.


    Receiving amand from the beyond, the Corpse Demons move with stiff steps toward Bodhi Peak. This time, they aren’t going to worship or chant scriptures but to kill and release the pain in their twisted souls.


    As they move closer to the summit, the number of Corpse Demons gathering from all around increases, swarming in groups.


    Among them are many sizable Demon Corpses, ferocious beasts that died at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, enemies in life that had now berades in death.


    This turn of events had already rmed the demon tribes upying Bodhi Peak, including a lion demon well-versed in Buddhist scriptures.


    Inside theboratory.


    The lion demon, holding prayer beads and draped in a kasaya, watches through the surveince system as an endless horde of white Corpse Demons approaches.


    "Amitabha!"


    With palms pressed together, it chants the Buddha’s name and enters a series ofmands into the control console, releasing the ferocious beasts sealed within theboratory.


    From the outside.


    Thunderous noisese from Bodhi Peak as several tunnel entrances appear on the mountain, echoing continuous roars of beasts. One after another, fierce and grotesque beasts crawl out from the tunnels.


    At themand of the lion demon, the ferocious beasts charge fearlessly down the mountain, shing with the bone-armored army.


    The strength of the Corpse Demons and Demon Corpses is closely rted to their previous life. Most of the monks from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple were ordinary people; even though they practiced Buddhist Law and martial arts, their bones had turned brittle as kindling over the past few centuries.


    After several charges by the ferocious beasts, the Corpse Demons fall like mown wheat, leaving the ground littered with bone fragments.


    However, the Corpse Demons had already been resurrected from death, their movements not supported by flesh and bones but by souls of Yin Sha.


    Even as their bodies shattered, their skulls still leapt and lunged viciously,tching onto the ferocious beasts, sucking their blood and souls to strengthen themselves.


    One or two skulls might be inconsequential, but when covered densely with them, a beast, after struggling in the Corpse Demon horde for a long time, would finally fall with a thunderous crash.


    This was only the beginning—once the ferocious beasts died, their corpses quickly rose again. Under the corrosion of Yin Sha and demonic energy, their insides had already dried and rotted, exposing the crumbled bones.


    Roar!


    With eyes shing with purple ghastly mes, they turn to bite their formerpanions.


    Ferocious beasts have low intelligence andck a hierarchy among themselves; the only being they obey is the demon tribe that created them.


    Witnessing theirrades turning on them, they tear into each other without hesitation. However, being reborn as Corpse Demons, they no longer fear death or pain. Their entire bodies are as tough as iron, without any vital weaknesses.


    With equal strength, the ferocious beasts soon be new Corpse Demons.


    Ferocious beasts,cking in spirit and intellect, are not fazed by death, but bing Corpse Demons after death is a different matter.


    As the number of Corpse Demons grows, the tide of battle shifts from a one-sided ughter to a grueling stalemate. The longer the fight drags on, the more the bnce of victory tips toward the Corpse Demons!


    Inside theboratory.


    Watching his ferocious beast forces in retreat, even those known for their fearlessness beginning to flee, the lion demon chants.


    "Amitabha!"


    "The fruit of todayes from the seeds of the past! Demon tribes wreak havoc upon the Nine Continents, thus we have today’s cmity. I would rather die than be a Corpse Demon!"


    After decades of chanting Buddhist scriptures, the lion demon had be a devout Buddhist. On ordinary days, preaching and exining scriptures to nearby demon tribes, its understanding of Buddhist matters was not inferior to that of highly virtuous and senior monks.


    Even if one day the human race is destroyed, Buddhism will not extinguish.


    The lion demon brings its palms together. mes engulf its body, and in moments it turns to ash, leaving behind just a few beaded Shèlì relics.


    Several hourster.


    Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple haspletely fallen into the hands of the Corpse Demons, now a yground for the undead, devoid of the breath of life. With their dry, hoarse, or non-existent vocal cords, they roar upwards, venting their agony.


    Ao!


    A dragon’s roares from the sky above.


    The Corpse Demon army looks up in unison, their twisted souls sensing the oppression from a superior being.


    Atop the Bone Dragon sits a Spirit Corpse d in dark armor, circling twice in the air before drawing a bone de from his waist and pointing westward.


    "Rally the troops, charge!"


    The Corpse Demon army, like a pale torrent, surges westward, devouring all living beings on their path or turning them intorades.


    Everywhere they pass, the spark of life is extinguished!


    At the same time, they awaken corpses buried underground. The demon tribe’sboratories continually produce ferocious beasts, driving them to ughter each other, causing territories to umte a substantial number of bones.


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    Now, as the corpsese back to life and emerge from the earth, they fight with the living.


    The Corpse Demon catastrophe spreads from Qiong Continent to all directions, igniting a war between the dead and the living across the Nine Continents.


    "The Corpse n is the ultimate destination for all living beings!"


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    The Spirit Corpse, now with a fully independent consciousness, naturally developed a concept of its own race, much like the rtionship between demon tribes and ferocious beasts.


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