The giant Buddha head emanated flashes of sacred, golden Buddha's Light. With their appearance, the staircase suddenly began to distort, like air shimmering in intense heat.
Following that, golden human figures, bathed in a brilliant Buddha's Light, slowly emerged one by one from the end of the staircase.
Each figure was covered in a layer of golden paint, and their heads were completely bald.
There were ten of these golden, humanoid creatures in total. They stood in two rows on either side of the staircase, their faces expressionless, like wooden statues.
As these ten golden monks emerged, Shen Bai narrowed his eyes, sizing them up with great interest.
'They don't have the aura of a living person, nor are they Deceitful Objects. What are these things?'
As Shen Bai wondered about this, Wuhua, who was beside him, immediately offered an explanation.
Wuhua's expression was grave. He stared at the ten unidentified golden creatures and said slowly,
