After passing through the door, the void changed.
A vast world appeared in front of Tang Hao.
Looking into the distance, there were temples, ancient temples, and huge Buddha statues all over the place.
In the sky, countless streams of light flew. They were all xiuzhe that had come to search for treasures.
They shuttled back and forth, turning these temples and ancient temples upside down. Occasionally, they would find something, which would lead to a fight.
Tang Hao did not make a move. He had no interest in these ordinary Buddha treasures. The only thing he cared about was the Buddha blood.
As he swept forward, he observed the situation in all directions.
