Starting from Ainz Ooal Gown, simultaneously traveling through time

It felt very strange.

It is neither a powerful energy source nor a significant spatial distortion, but rather a kind of self-concealment of presence and a clever folding of spatial dimensions.

Leylin's figure flashed, appearing as if by teleportation deep within the ruins, next to a pile of inconspicuous rubble.

He waved his hand, and a gentle yet irresistible force swept away all the rubble and debris on the surface.

Below, a scroll lay quietly.

It looks like an ancient Thangka.

The rolled-up shaft is made of some kind of dull metal and rustic wood. The silky roll is covered with the dust of time, yet its extraordinary texture can still be felt.

"I see..." Leylin bent down and picked it up, suddenly realizing.

"Those treasure hunters' thinking was limited by the legends, assuming that the 'sacred land' must be a tangible, grand entrance to a secret realm or a building."

Who would have thought that the entrance itself is a painting? Or rather, this painting... is that 'world'.

He carefully unrolled the scroll.

The front of the scroll is decorated with solemn and intricate patterns, and the colors remain vivid despite the passage of time; or rather, its very existence resists the erosion of time.

At the center are five Buddhas with different expressions.

Vairocana Buddha, Akshobhya Buddha, Ratnasambhava Buddha, Amitabha Buddha, Amoghasiddhi Buddha.

Surrounded by countless deities and symbolic patterns such as Bodhisattvas, Wisdom Kings, and Devas, the structure is rigorous and full of mysterious geometric beauty and a sense of power.

This is the "Diamond Mandala".

Turn the scroll over, and you'll find another equally grand and exquisite scene on the back, with the Five Buddhas at its core.

Vairocana Buddha, Ratnaketu Buddha, Amitabha Buddha, Amitayus Buddha, and Drum of Thunder Buddha.

These five Buddhas echo the Vajradhatu Five Buddhas, but their arrangement, symbolism, and artistic conception are completely different from those on the front, showing more harmony and vitality.

This is the "Garbhadhatu Mandala".

One positive and one negative, one hard and one soft, one revealed and one hidden, together they constitute the complete image of the "Two Realms Mandala".

"The Two Realms Mandala... has its own internal space, which is the so-called 'Sacred Pure Land'."

As Leylin examined the painting, he could clearly sense the aura of rules and the vast spatial fluctuations contained within it, which were completely different from the current world.

However, simply holding it in his hand did not give him any feedback that it was "acquired" or "bound".

"It seems that simply finding it is not enough; one must open it or meet some condition for recognition in order to truly master it."

Leylin tried to infuse it with magic, spiritual power, and even dripped blood, but the scroll only glowed faintly and did not react further.

"Unfortunately, I don't possess the power that Jormungandr has to directly open Nibelungen, otherwise I might have been able to force my way in..." He felt a little regretful, but then his eyes narrowed.

If conventional methods don't work, then we'll resort to unconventional methods like throwing bricks with tremendous force!

His golden pupils shone brightly, like two shrunken suns.

The vast and boundless spiritual power was no longer used for probing, but instead, like the most exquisite craftsman's hand, or like the raging fire of the furnace of heaven and earth, it began to entwine, penetrate, and impact the [Two Realms Mandala] in his hand!

"【Word of Power: Heaven and Earth as a Furnace】!"

Ancient languages ​​evoke deeper rules.

In the world of dragons, Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, used this power to temper metals and forge the Bronze City and the Seven Deadly Sins.

The essence of this statement is to use one's own will as a guide to mobilize the power of heaven and earth or some kind of rule to place the target object in an invisible furnace of creation for refining and reconstruction.

Leylin's mastery of this power of words is far inferior to the original owner's millions of years of effort.

However, the immense spiritual power and nascent authority he possesses, which integrate the characteristics of multiple worlds, are enough to allow him to launch a powerful and targeted refining process!

Om-!

Centered on Leylin's hands holding the scroll, the air groaned under its own weight.

An unseen furnace fire is burning; it is not a fire of temperature, but a fire of tempering, where rules and spirit intertwine.

The light around the painting began to distort, and the microscopic elements frantically decomposed, collided, and recombined, forming a terrifying force field that completely isolated the inside from the outside.

If even a trace of this power were to leak out, it would be enough to grind everything within a hundred meters into dust.

At this moment, all the power was concentrated on that ancient scroll, which was only a foot square.

"open!"

Leylin let out a low shout, pushing the power of his spirit and words to its current limit.

Like the sharpest chisel, it fiercely nails into the self-contained, perfectly circulating spatial barrier inside the scroll!

Click...snap!

A faint, almost imperceptible sound, echoing only in the realm of the mind, resounded.

The flawless, self-closing spatial structure of the [Two Realms Mandala] was finally forced open with a tiny crack under the impact of the extremely brute refining power!

The gap flashed by in an instant, but in that fraction of a second, Leylin's senses captured a completely different atmosphere and scene that followed.

Without the slightest hesitation, his entire being seemed to transform into an invisible stream of light, squeezing through the forcibly opened gap in a way that transcended conventional spatial movement!

The light and force field instantly dissipated on the spot.

The ancient "Two Realms Mandala" scroll seemed to have been gently stirred by a breeze before silently drifting back onto the cold ruins.

The roll slowly closed, returning to its original unremarkable appearance.

Leylin's figure had completely disappeared from this wasteland.

Leylin stood in a mysterious space that was difficult to describe precisely in words.

The ground beneath their feet was not soil or rock, but rather seemed to be a "lotus platform" made up of countless huge, pure lotus petals layered upon each other.

Soft yet firm, each step creates subtle golden ripples that spread outwards.

Looking up, the sky was not the usual blue sky and white clouds, but rather like an inverted, boundless lotus sea, with light and shadow intertwined and the sound of chanting faintly present.

It seemed as if countless phantoms of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Vajras appeared and disappeared in the halo, chanting, yet they were indistinct, like the moon in the water or a flower in a mirror.

The air was so fresh it was free of any dust, filled with an indescribable tranquility, peace, and solemnity.

It seems to cleanse the soul of all weariness and distractions.

"This is the 'Sacred Pure Land'... It truly lives up to its name, a genuine 'Pure Land'."

Leylin looked around, sensing the atmosphere that was so different from the wilderness outside, and understood.

At this moment, through his previous forced refinement and intrusion, he has successfully established a stable connection with the core of this space, the [Two Realms Mandala].

And he became the new owner of this world-class item.

At the same time, information about how to obtain this item normally naturally came to mind.

"I see……"