My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

They received instructions from the cult leader.

The demon kings of the Tang Dynasty completely let loose.

The striped tiger leaped up, its thick claws crackling with raging flames, smashing the side hall's door open.

Several load-bearing pillars were snapped in two by its blows, and the entire side hall collapsed with a deafening roar.

The three owls in mid-air were constantly stirring up gusts of wind.

The glazed tiles and upturned eaves were all swept into the sky and then smashed to pieces like hail.

As for that giant panda...

It seemed to really like its new weapon.

He hugged the big willow tree and ran wildly around the square.

Whether it's the Bell Tower or the Drum Tower, anything struck by its tree trunk will be reduced to ruins.

Dust filled the air, and wood and stones flew everywhere.

The once bustling and solemn Cibei Temple has now been transformed into a bustling demolition site.

The people outside the gate were stunned.

They never imagined that the usually unapproachable Cibei Temple would one day be forcibly demolished.

"Well done..."

Someone in the crowd muttered something under their breath.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people's eyes welled up with tears.

They remembered the hard-earned money they had been swindled out of, and the relatives who had died from drinking fake water.

This isn't some monster causing trouble; it's clearly divine punishment!

Inside the temple.

Holding Sizi's little hand, Li Chen walked slowly towards the main hall, stepping on the broken bricks and tiles scattered on the ground.

In the arms of the rhinoceros.

The tabby cat named Fatty Four was lying on its back, sprawled out.

It yawned lazily, its amber cat eyes half-closed, seemingly oblivious to the earth-shattering demolition noise around it.

As a guardian beast that just consumed a high-level magic weapon yesterday.

Fatty Four said he is currently in the digestion stage.

Let those newly recruited underlings do the physical work of demolishing houses.

All it needs to do is lie in the cult leader's arms and be a quiet, handsome male cat.

Li Chen and his sister ignored the monks lying on the ground groaning in pain along the way.

They walked straight to the bottom of the steps of the main hall.

The abbot was slumped on the steps, his face ashen.

Upon seeing Li Chen approach, he trembled violently and scrambled backward.

"Who...who exactly are you people?!"

The abbot's voice was filled with endless fear and despair.

"You have destroyed my temple and severed my Buddhist lineage; the Bodhisattvas of the upper realm will not let you off!"

Li Chen didn't even glance at this hypocritical old bald monk.

He led the rhinoceros over the high threshold and into the spacious main hall.

In the very center of the main hall.

It houses a huge Buddha statue, several meters tall, made entirely of pure gold.

The Buddha statue has lowered its eyes and brows, its appearance is solemn and dignified, and it exudes an aura of compassion for all humanity.

However, a strange, inexplicable smell permeated this magnificent hall.

Sizi twitched its little nose.

Her smile faded, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"Sixteenth Brother."

Si Zi tugged at Li Chen's sleeve and whispered.

"It smells awful in here."

"It has a slight fragrance, but hidden within that fragrance is a very strong, heavy smell of blood, and a bitter taste that makes you want to cry."

The little girl has always had a keen sense of things.

Li Chen stopped in his tracks.

He slowly raised his deep eyes and gazed at the huge pure gold Buddha statue in front of him.

His divine sense spread out silently like a tide, instantly penetrating the thick, pure gold shell.

next second.

The lazy smile that had been in Li Chen's eyes vanished completely.

Instead, there was a chilling, bone-piercing glint, like ancient, frozen ice.

"I see."

Li Chen let out a cold laugh, his voice echoing throughout the hall.

"They talk a lot about compassion, but behind the scenes they do things that are even worse than those of evil demons and heretics."

"There is really no need to keep this temple."

Li Chen slowly raised his right hand.

Pointing together, they form a sword.

A peerless sword aura of purple-gold instantly condensed at his fingertips.

No unnecessary words.

Li Chen waved his arm.

The purplish-gold sword energy sliced ​​through the hall silently, as easily as cutting tofu.

It struck directly at the enormous pure gold Buddha statue.

"laugh--"

A soft sound.

The pure gold Buddha statue, which had received countless offerings of incense, had a straight, thin line appearing starting from the center of its forehead.

Followed by.

A loud "boom" resounded.

The towering golden statue, several meters tall, was split in two from the middle and collapsed heavily to both sides!

The heavy pure gold shattered the floor tiles.

And with the collapse of the Buddha statue.

A hidden stone door behind the base of the Buddha statue was also exposed to the siblings' view.

A thick, icy, and bloody aura, mixed with the smell of decay, filled the air.

It rushed out through the crack in the stone gate.

Li Chen stepped forward and kicked the stone door to pieces.

Beyond the stone gate lies a dark, spiraling staircase leading downwards.

Several oil lamps emitting a ghostly green light hung on both sides of the stairs, creating an extremely eerie atmosphere.

"Let's go down and take a look."

Li Chen led Sizi down the steps slowly.

We walked through a long, dark passage.

The view suddenly opened up before me.

However, when the scene of this underground space was clearly seen.

Even the usually bold Sizi.

He couldn't help but gasp.

The little girl was so frightened that she gripped Li Chen's finger tightly, her clear eyes instantly filling with tears of terror and anger.

This is not a Buddhist secret chamber at all.

Instead, it was a massive dungeon that resembled a living hell!

The entire underground space is as big as several football fields.

Inside, there were hundreds of steel cages covered in rust.

In every cage.

They each imprisoned three to five children.

These children were no more than seven or eight years old, and some were only two or three years old.

Without exception, they were all emaciated, their faces deathly pale.

Some of the children had fallen into a coma, while others were groaning weakly in the corner.

What is most shocking is...

The bottom of each cage was engraved with intricate scarlet array patterns.

These array patterns, like blood-sucking leeches, are connected to the children's bodies.

A trace of pure vitality, and the flawless spirit unique to children.

These formations are mercilessly extracting them.

Following the patterns on the ground, they converged on a blood-red altar in the very center of the dungeon.

At the top of the altar, a transparent crystal cauldron floats.

Inside the cauldron, a pill emitting a faint golden light, yet exuding endless resentment, was slowly taking shape.