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The hungry ghost infants greedily licked the blood from their necks, crying out in alarm.

"Delicious, delicious!"

"Hehe, hehehe..."

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As everyone witnessed this bloody and horrific scene, they screamed in terror once more, and the scene descended into complete chaos.

As soon as the scene became chaotic, Chen Yuan had already pierced the mouth of the infant behind Chen Jianming with an iron spike, which went straight through its head!

Then, he swung his fist again, blasting the hungry ghost infant behind Chen Jianchu away!

"Snap!"

On the other side, Li Wei was also bitten by the hungry ghost infant, but found that the other party couldn't bite him at all...

His neck instantly turned gold.

"I'll fight you to the death, you bastard!"

Li Wei roared, grabbed the hungry ghost infant off his back, slammed it to the ground, and stomped on it furiously!

Each stomp produces a piercing scream.

At the same time, Chen Yuan and Chen Zhaoning quickly weaved through the crowd, offering their help and using flames to drive away the hungry ghost infants.

Nuomi jumped from Chen Yuan's shoulder to the backs of the other clansmen, eating one bite at a time with great joy.

"Damn it!"

Chen Yuan was burning with rage, and his whole body radiated a dazzling light!

hum!

In an instant, he shone like a little sun, radiating light and warmth.

It is indeed—the Heavenly Light Daoist Method!

"what……"

Some of the hungry ghost infants were frightened by Nuomi's ferocity and intimidated by the intense light emanating from Chen Yuan. They let out shrill screams, jumped to the ground, and burrowed into the ground.

Some were cleaved in two by Chen Zhaoning's blade and turned to ashes.

"Run!"

Chen Yuan shouted loudly, maintaining the Heavenly Light Daoist Technique, and using the powerful optical disc player to expel those evil spirits.

As for killing, that's no longer an option; just being able to survive is already a great achievement.

However, as the Heavenly Light Daoist Technique continued to operate, the magical power within his body was rapidly being depleted—

The previous use of the Golden Flame had already consumed a lot of magical power, and now the use of the Heavenly Light Dao Technique has consumed even more.

However, with the appearance of the Heavenly Light Daoist Technique, those hungry ghost infants indeed disappeared one after another.

Chen Yuan looked at the additional corpses on the ground, his heart sinking to the extreme.

Da da da……

The others were still in a state of panic and ran for their lives, each afraid of falling behind.

Chen Yuan glanced at the familiar faces again, sighed helplessly, and quickly quickened his pace to catch up with the group.

finally······

After running for another fifteen minutes, a ray of light appeared at the entrance of the tunnel ahead—

Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Are we finally going out?

Chen Zhaoning, standing to one side, also looked at Chen Yuan with a serious expression.

"Keep up."

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, focused intently on the dim light ahead, reached out and took Chen Zhaoning's hand, and strode into the tunnel.

Upon seeing this, Li Wei, Chen Jianming, and others quickly followed.

Swish!

As soon as they passed through the tunnel entrance, the scene before them suddenly changed!

The group found themselves inside a magnificent and ancient mountain god temple.

The mountain god temple was old and dilapidated, exuding a gloomy and chilly atmosphere.

Large patches of paint have peeled off the giant pillars in the hall, leaving the pillars pitted, mottled, and weathered.

The windows on all sides were rotten and broken, and a dim red light refracted in from the outside, giving the dim hall an eerie red glow, as if countless candles were burning outside, their dim light flickering and seeping into the temple.

"Huff... huff..."

The group breathed heavily, their faces wary as they scanned their surroundings.

Chen Yuan's expression was also tense.

He glanced back at the tunnel entrance behind him, then turned to look at the statue of the deity standing in the temple.

The statue had three heads and six arms, its face blurred and indistinct, inexplicably sending chills down one's spine and making one's hair stand on end.

"A-Yuan, look outside the temple."

Chen Zhaoning's eyes were serious, and he dared not relax his vigilance in the slightest.

She gripped the long knife tightly and looked toward the open main gate of the temple.

The temple gate was open and exposed, allowing a clear view of the dark and secluded mountain forest outside.

The surroundings were eerily silent; even the chirping of birds, beasts, and insects had vanished.

"How could it be...nighttime?"

Chen Yuan and Li Wei exchanged a glance, their hearts sinking simultaneously.

When they were teleported from Tianqing County, it was still midday.

But at this moment, the sky outside the temple was clearly already late at night.

Has a long time passed without us realizing it?

Chen Yuan turned his head and glanced at the crowd behind him. Of the original entourage, only more than eighty people remained.

The rest had all perished in that strange passage.

Such a devastating loss weighs heavily on our hearts.

Chen Yuan sighed inwardly, his face dark and gloomy.

"Young Master, let's leave this place first."

With a sorrowful expression, Chen Jianming spoke in a low voice, "I always felt that this temple still harbored hidden dangers and was not safe."

Zhang Shan, Tang Hu, Li Shouren, and others were deathly pale, while most of the rest were covered in blood.

No one expected that this gathering of aristocratic families would be so dangerous.

They hadn't even seen a shadow of the Beastmen, yet their own forces had already suffered heavy losses.

Chen Yuan nodded slightly and immediately led everyone out of the temple.

But after taking only two steps, Chen Yuan suddenly stopped and looked warily toward the temple gate.

The people behind him immediately felt uneasy and followed his gaze.

Suddenly, a wooden rocking chair appeared out of nowhere in front of the previously empty temple gate.

The rocking chair was old and decayed, with peeling paint and weathered wood, as if it had been sitting there for a long time and would fall apart at the slightest touch.

crunch...

There was no wind or waves around, yet the rocking chair began to sway gently on its own.

It's as if someone is lying quietly on it, swaying gently, enjoying the tranquility of time.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, their hearts tightened, and goosebumps rose all over their bodies.

"Fuck you, scaring me like that will give me a heart attack sooner or later."

Li Wei swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he cursed.

call----

Suddenly, a cold wind arose, rustling the branches and leaves of the mountain forest outside.

The temple's damaged doors and windows were also being tossed about by the strong winds, making a clanging noise.

Inside the deathly silent temple, countless figures seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. Whispers and pointing could be heard, making the space feel cramped and oppressive.

Chen Yuan and the others felt their hair stand on end, their pupils trembled, and they looked around in terror.

But as far as the eye could see, it remained empty, desolate, gloomy, and lifeless, with nothing else in sight.

But everyone could clearly feel that this space was already filled with something invisible, just that it was invisible to the naked eye.

Just as everyone was in a panic, an old woman suddenly appeared out of thin air on the rocking chair in front of the temple gate.

"Hehehehe..."

She slowly turned her head to look at Chen Yuan and his group inside the temple, her toothless mouth pursed, and gave a sinister sneer.

Everyone's pupils suddenly contracted!

Looking at her eerie appearance—pale face, sunken eyes, and pupils reduced to mere black dots—he couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably.

call--

The cold wind grew increasingly biting and chilling, making everyone feel cold all over and their legs tremble uncontrollably.

Chen Yuan, Chen Zhaoning, and Li Wei looked extremely solemn, a chill running through their hearts.

"Little piglets, it's getting dark. Don't run around outside. Go back home obediently."

The old woman's voice was hoarse and dry, as harsh as the friction of gravel, and her tone was sinister and eerie.

"Evil spirits, cease your arrogance!"

Chen Zhaoning let out a delicate shout, her left hand quickly forming a hand seal, her right hand holding a long, narrow sword horizontally in front of her, and she immediately began chanting incantations:

"A glorious sunrise in the east. With righteous blood, I dispel curses, vanquish evil, and sweep away all misfortune..."

Clang!

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand rang out with a soft clang, and in an instant, it burst forth with a dazzling spiritual light!

In the next instant, she flashed and charged straight at the old woman.

Chen Yuan and Li Wei's eyes widened immediately.

"Wow, Sister Ning is amazing!"

Li Wei couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"Ah Ning, watch out!"

Chen Yuan couldn't help but feel worried.

This evil spirit before us is definitely not simple.

He was immediately enveloped in heavenly light and followed behind Chen Zhaoning.

"Oh."

At this moment, the old woman let out a contemptuous sneer, raised her eyes to look at Chen Zhaoning who was rushing towards her, and spoke in a chilling voice:

"A mere girl at the Dharma Body Realm dares to trespass on my mountain lord's territory? She's truly ignorant of her own limitations and is courting death."

As the sinister words fell, Chen Zhaoning, who was speeding forward, suddenly stopped!

Swish!

A noose suddenly appeared in front of her, and before she could stop herself, her head went straight into the noose!

By the time she realized something was wrong, it was too late.

A tremendous force suddenly struck, the noose tightened instantly around her neck, and the powerful drag lifted her up!

Chen Zhaoning was shocked. In a flash, he swung his long sword horizontally with his right hand, trying to cut the ropes and escape.

But at that moment, countless hanging ropes suddenly appeared out of thin air above the empty temple.

On each rope hung a withered corpse, all of them elderly men and women with white, brittle hair, their bodies hanging down, exuding a deathly aura.

As Chen Zhaoning was suspended in mid-air, the surrounding mummified corpses seemed to come alive, stretching out their withered hands, some grabbing her arms, others wrapping around her legs.

Chen Zhaoning's limbs were tightly restrained, and the long knife in his hand slipped out and fell to the ground with a clatter.

A feeling of suffocation swept over her instantly, her cheeks turned bright red, and the whites of her eyes gradually rolled back.

"not good!"

Chen Yuan's expression changed drastically. He immediately picked up Chen Zhaoning's longsword, and with a boom, the longsword was engulfed in golden flames, instantly severing the rope above Chen Zhaoning.

When Chen Zhaoning fell, he caught her firmly in his arms.

Almost simultaneously, dozens of hanging ropes suddenly wrapped around everyone's necks, including Li Wei, Zhang Shan, and others!

They were all suspended in mid-air.