Chapter 1 The God Statues

The god statues in the rooms behind were indeed arranged in the order of stone, iron, and gold. Moreover, their numbers dwindled. By the time we reached the room with the golden statues, there were only three.

That meant that the person who built Ningkang Temple had killed at least three evil gods who could establish a religion!

That person's cultivation had reached an astonishing level!

What I didn't expect was that there was another room behind the golden chamber.

I looked at Wang Xiaohuan, whose face was unusually grave. "Go check the next room. If there's a flesh statue, it means that the evil god is about to transcend the mortal realm."

"The Zhan Shen Da Wu (Great God-Slaying Sorcerer) can't kill an evil god like that!"

Most of the so-called wild gods were in a soul-like state. Even if a few cultivated a physical body, they usually wouldn't descend into the mortal world in their true form.

If a flesh statue made from the main body appeared, it meant that the evil god had almost transcended the mortal realm and traversed both worlds.

Or even become an immortal!

When Ye Yang and I pushed open the last door at the same time, we saw only an empty room.

Wang Xiaohuan breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness there's no flesh statue!"

"That's not right!" I took a few steps forward and gently struck the wall with my palm.

Dust rose from where my palm landed. The wall seemed to have been swept clean by the wind, revealing a ring of bricks forming an archway.

This kind of place was usually where god statues were placed.

I pulled a towel out of my backpack and wrapped it around my hand, dipped it in water, and carefully wiped the wall. A blurry figure quickly appeared.

"A god statue was placed here, but it was moved." Wang Xiaohuan also came over, wrapped his hand in a towel, and picked up some dust from the ground. After examining it carefully for a while, he said, "There used to be a flesh statue here. There are traces of flesh turning to ash in the soil."

The flesh statue that Wang Xiaohuan was talking about was equivalent to a Rou Shen Fo (living Buddha's preserved body) in Buddhism.

Rou Shen Fo are the remains left behind by living Buddhas in the world.

Flesh statues, on the other hand, were true evil gods, who had entered a slumber in a seated position. Once they awakened from their slumber, they would inevitably bring about a bloody storm.

Wang Xiaohuan trembled and said, "Someone destroyed the evil god's flesh body! But where did the evil god's spirit go?"

I took a deep breath and said, "Search! I don't believe there are no clues in this secret chamber!"

Ye Yang, Feng Ruoxing, and the others scattered at the same time, constantly searching for clues in the secret chamber.

However, it was as if the walls of this secret chamber had been coated with a layer of plaster. Unless we cleaned off everything on top, we couldn't see what else was on the walls.

Feng Ruoxing searched for a while and said, "This won't work. We need to get water in here and wash the secret chamber."

"Bring water?" A flash of inspiration suddenly struck my mind. It was as if I had grasped something, but I vaguely felt that something was wrong!

While I was pondering, I suddenly heard the sound of bricks rubbing against each other not far away. When I turned my head to look, I saw a blue brick protruding from the wall.

Before long, the wall brick fell off as if someone had pushed it from behind. A narrow box was pushed halfway out of the brick's opening.

Just as I was about to take a closer look, the box fell to the ground. A slender, pale hand stretched out from the crack in the wall and pointed at the box.

Cang Jian (Hidden Sword)?

Had that guy who was good at squeezing through cracks found something hidden in the secret chamber?

Wang Xiaohuan pulled a portrait from the box. It depicted a lifelike, beautiful young woman. Although the girl couldn't be called stunning, she had a hint of celestial air about her.

But upon closer inspection, her eyes seemed to carry a hint of cold, eerie strangeness.

Wang Xiaohuan took out a piece of paper from the box, but before she could open it, the doctor trembled and said, "This is Luan Jingchu, the one in the painting is Luan Jingchu."

Feng Ruoxing turned around and said, "Does the Luan family really have a Luan Jingchu?"

"Yes!" The doctor said, "She and the family head are twin sisters. She's also the family head's partner."

I looked at the doctor and said, "Are you saying that Luan Jingchu is dead?"

"Yes!" The doctor said, "Luan Jingchu died at birth. The previous family head trained her to be the partner of the current family head, Luan Jingfan."

"They are twin sisters and grew up together. With their cooperation, the power of the Xuan Wu Divine Skill will increase by at least 30%. That's also why Luan Jingfan was able to become the family head as a woman."

I said in a deep voice, "In that case, is Luan Jingchu an evil god? That's not right. If Luan Jingchu is an evil god, how did she fail to stop Luan Jingfan from opening the seal?"

"Huanzi, what does the letter say?"

Wang Xiaohuan read it once and said, "This place was indeed the territory of a god-slaying witch. That god-slaying witch was called Ning Chou, and he had killed countless gods in his life. But what he didn't expect was that when he killed an evil god, the evil god possessed his unborn daughter."

"That girl was called Ning Kang!"

"As a god-slaying witch, when encountering something like this, he should have killed his wife and the unborn child together at the first moment."

"But, Ning Chou was softhearted in the end."