It originates from here, but is also destroyed here. If the time is not right, nothing can be done!

The strange words were written in the Mahayana secret script of the Buddhist cultivators. Undoubtedly, the monk in white was a Buddhist saint cultivator!

However, it appeared that he had also died here.

Before death, he left this single sentence filled with desolation, helplessness, and sorrow.

“This king has a hypothesis.”

Toady suddenly spoke up. He stared at the tightly shut stone door and said, “In the ancient era, numerous saints came here in search of the blessing, and like us, they arrived at this stone door. However, because the timing wasn’t right, the door could not be opened, and they ended up dying here in regret.”

“Although saints are known to have a lifespan equal to heaven and earth, they are not truly immortal. They were trapped here, but unwilling to leave, hoping that if they waited, the door would eventually open one day. Unfortunately, that time never came.”

Toady sighed. This was fate. If it wasn’t yours, it would never be no matter how long you waited.

“What is hidden behind this door that would make these saints rather wait here until they die instead of leaving?”

Zhao Jingxuan stared at the tightly shut stone door with her clear eyes.

Saints were terrifying and supreme existences.

However, because of the blessing behind the door, each of them had stubbornly waited until they eventually passed on. This was probably one of the cruelest things...