One of the female classmates whom Ye Fan had sympathized with and who looked haggard at the class reunion found a special item. It was a complete set of prayer beads, with only six crystal-clear, translucent, and faint golden-colored beads, each as big as a lychee.

"Could it be made of relics?" someone nearby said incredulously.

The six beads were made of translucent golden crystals, resembling beautiful gemstones. It was easy to associate them with relics left behind by ancient Buddha after passing away. After all, this was an item found within the confines of the Da Leiyin Temple, and its material was definitely not ordinary.

This set of prayer beads was extraordinary and was discovered unintentionally by the female classmate on the head of the stone Buddha. The six beads were strung together by a transparent thread, and each bead had a blurry figure in various poses.

This was the third intact and undamaged item after Ye Fan's bronze lamp and Zhou Yi's bowl. Of course, the bronze lamp was the most eye-catching, as it was the only ancient lamp that was free from dust, constantly burning and shining, and obviously not an ordinary lamp.

Several beams of scorching light occasionally shot towards the bronze lamp in the ancient temple, and although Ye Fan sensed it, he did not show any signs of response. He faced everything calmly.

The Buddhist hall of the Da Leiyin Temple had been searched thoroughly, and no other items were found, so everyone left.

Pang Bo was the most depressed one. Over a dozen people had found ancient items before him, and although he was the first one to enter the temple, he still had not found anything.

Standing in front of the temple, he looked back and forth, and suddenly, his eyes lit up. He rushed back, brought over a few large stones, and stood on them. Then, he removed the copper plaque engraved with the words "Da Leiyin Temple," which stunned many people present.

Subsequently, they realized that this copper plaque must be extraordinary. It had been weathered and experienced the test of time, yet it was still spotless and clean, not even the slightest dust remained. Among all the items in the ancient temple, only the bronze lamp and the copper plaque were immaculate, indicating that they were extraordinary.

"It's really heavy..." Pang Bo dragged the copper plaque back. As soon as he left the temple, the entire ancient temple shook, and the stone Buddha inside suddenly cracked, emitting a "crackling" sound.

Then, the Buddhist six-character mantra sounded: "Om, Ma, Ne, Ba, Mi, Hum..."

The grandeur of the Buddha's voice echoed through the sky, shaking the heavens and earth, and causing everything to tremble!

The compassionate, solemn, sublime, and profound Zen sound was extremely magnificent, purifying all impurities and washing away all worldly dust. The surroundings of the ancient temple were bathed in a sacred and peaceful light.

This was no hallucination. Not only did Ye Fan and Pang Bo hear it, but everyone else was stunned and speechless.

At the same time, all the artifacts found by everyone in the temple, whether intact or damaged, emitted a gentle glow, shining brightly and making everyone feel astonished.

But ultimately, with a loud bang, the stone Buddha in the temple shattered into dust, and the entire temple of Da Leiyin also turned to ashes in a gust of wind.

At the same time, the Bodhi tree beside it also collapsed, leaving no wood chips or dead branches, only a flurry of flying dust.

Subsequently, the light from all the Buddhist artifacts in everyone's hands dimmed and returned to normal.

Everyone was stunned and didn't know why this had happened. Could it be because they had taken the Buddhist artifacts and removed the temple's plaque?

The ancient temple was now reduced to a pile of dust, and nothing was left. After staring at it for a moment, Ye Fan said, "Taking away various Buddhist artifacts and removing the temple's plaque has made Da Leiyin lose its reason for existing, and perhaps this is the reason why it disappeared into the wind."

Although Zhou Yi was usually gentle and cultured, he was now very excited, his eyes gleaming as he said, "I am even more convinced now that there really are gods and deities in this world, and perhaps we can follow in their footsteps. The experiences we've had today might be a tremendous opportunity for us."

Gods, Buddhas, immortality... these absurd legends were now being brought up, and no one thought they were too ridiculous. The facts before them suggested that many common beliefs could be overturned, and that gods did not necessarily not exist.

"Following in the footsteps of the gods... it's easy to say, but I don't see any hope," Pang Bo gave Zhou Yi a sidelong glance and said, "Right now, the most important thing is to find a way to survive. We're in the middle of a desert with no villages or shops, no water source, no food. In another seven or eight hours, the situation may become extremely dire."

"All indications suggest that this planet is most likely Mars, and we all know that there cannot be a habitable environment on Mars," Li Xiaoman was stunningly beautiful and composed after the series of events. She continued, "If there really are gods, then perhaps they can explain all of this. This place may just be a small, narrow sanctuary on Mars."

As soon as her words fell, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the reddish-brown ground, and the vast land trembled, as if there were thousands of troops and horses galloping, or furious waves in a stormy sea.

"A sandstorm... a super storm on Mars!" Kade beside Li Xiaoman's expression changed dramatically and shouted in unfluent Chinese.

One quarter of the year on Mars is covered in sandstorms. The typhoons on Earth have a speed of over sixty meters per second, while the storms on Mars can reach up to one hundred and eighty meters per second, sweeping across the entire planet.

Not to mention people, even heavy tanks would be swept up into the sky!

In just a moment, all the stars and moons disappeared, and the endless reddish-brown dust completely covered the sky. A super storm that swept across the entire planet of Mars had begun.

"No, we don't have a storm here..."

Many people were frightened just now, thinking that the end of the world had come, but at this moment they found that the storm was raging far away, but it was calm and peaceful nearby.

Taking the Five Colored Altar and Da Leiyin Temple as the axis, a hazy circular shield with a diameter of over one thousand meters covered the sky above this area, isolating it from the outside world.

Li Xiaoman's words had come true. This was indeed a small, narrow sanctuary, sealed by supernatural power to block the storm. This indirectly proved the possible existence of gods, and this may be a place of divine protection.

"Oh no, the hazy shield is dimming and about to disappear!" A female student who looked up at the sky turned pale.

The dim shield in the sky was gradually dissolving, and it would probably disappear completely in a short time. After seeing this scene, everyone's faces turned pale. Death was so close, and no one could remain calm.

"What should we do? Are we really going to die here?" Some people's words were trembling.

"I don't want to die..." Some female students cried out.

"If the shield disappears, we'll be crushed by the super storm!" Even male students were filled with fear. This unique sanctuary on Mars would no longer exist, and there would be no space for survival.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The storm raged like thunder, shaking the earth and spreading a hazy red-brown hue across the world. Fear consumed the people as they trembled amidst the chaos.

Despite the madness around him, Ye Fan remained calm and looked out at the massive sandstorm with clear eyes. "There may only be one way out now," he said calmly.

"We can escape? Quickly, tell us what to do!"

"This sanctuary will no longer exist. Where else can we survive?"

At this critical moment, many were anxious and disoriented.

"Follow the path left by the gods and deities, and leave this uninhabitable environment," said Ye Fan.

Some people understood Ye Fan's idea, but many others did not.

"Yes, this may be the only way out," nodded Zhou Yi in agreement.

According to Ye Fan's guess, in the distant past, the gods and deities created the Starry Sky Ancient Road, which led from Earth to Mars, but it was not the final destination. There was also a Five-Colored Altar on Mars that likely connected to more distant galaxies. This was the path the gods and deities had walked, and now they were forced into a corner. They could only continue along this ancient road, leave Mars, and have hope of survival.

Everyone now understood and rushed towards the Five-Colored Altar.

Although the distance was only one kilometer, it felt as though they were crossing a vast ocean. This distance would determine their life or death. If the light shield in the sky shattered before they reached the altar, everyone would be doomed.

The ruins of the grand Heavenly Palace were covered in debris. This was a difficult journey, and some people tripped and fell due to the haste. However, they could not afford to stop and endure the pain, so they continued on, determined not to be left behind.

Even if they safely arrived at the Five-Colored Altar, whether they could activate the Starry Sky Ancient Road was still unknown. This was a great shadow that loomed over everyone's hearts, but they had no choice at the moment. It was their only chance to survive.

"Ah..." Suddenly, a female student screamed and fell to the ground while running through the ruins. She did not move again.

In her face was a look of fear, and there was a thumb-sized hole in her forehead, from which blood was flowing profusely. Before her death, she seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying.

"What's going on?!" The crowd felt a chill, their hearts filled with fear. A living person had suddenly died, just moments ago she was with them, but now she had forever departed. It was so sudden and suspicious.

"Don't get near her!" Ye Fan stopped two male students who were trying to approach the body. He remembered the snow-white skull he saw on the way here, also with a finger-thick hole in the forehead, the same cause of death. He had a bad feeling.

"We have desecrated the Great Thunder Monastery, and maybe...the gods are punishing us." A female student's voice trembled, filled with fear.

"Even if there are gods, the Buddha is still merciful." Zhou Yi interrupted her words, avoiding the spread of terror, and said, "We can't take her with us now, we can only let her rest here. We must hurry back to the Five-color Altar."

No one hesitated, it was a matter of life and death now, there was no time to spare for the dead student.

"Dang..." Suddenly, the sound of a bell rang out, grand and solemn, like the Huang Zhong Da Lu playing.

Extremely dazzling golden light surged from Wang Ziwen, he was completely enveloped in a dazzling golden glow, as if he was wearing a thick layer of golden armor, extremely dazzling, like golden flames burning.

In Wang Ziwen's hand, the broken copper bell was shaking gently, and the magnificent sound was coming from it. The brilliant golden light also came from it.

"What happened?" Liu Yunzhi, who was closest to him, asked anxiously.

"Something just attacked me..." Wang Ziwen was usually gentle and refined, but now he was covered in golden flames, as if he was wearing a suit of golden armor, very imposing, like a god descending to earth.