The Golden Body Slave chewed on the words in his heart, recalling the scenes of serving the Ancient Buddha.
At that time, the Six Slaves, along with the Ancient Buddha, ascended an island in the Southern Sea. The island was extremely peculiar, with chaotic time and space.
Past, present, future—threefold time—constantly weaving together.
The Six Slaves were continually lost in this temporal tapestry, their eyes cloudy, and their ears perpetually hearing phantom sounds,
yet only the Ancient Buddha, holding a Golden Cicada in his hand, remained silent.
Before long, in the hands of the Ancient Buddha, the Golden Cicada transformed into three forms,
a Cicada Shell, a cluster of Cicada Eggs, and a Cicada Corpse.
After gazing at it for a long time, he finally couldn't help but smile and said: "So that's how it is, so that's how it is."
