Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

It wasn't long after Jun Wu Xie began observing the temple that the elders of Jinyun finally noticed something was wrong.

They emerged from the inner chambers one after another.

"Yuan Chu, all of you stay inside the residence and don't move."

After these instructions from the three elders, they quickly stepped out of the residence, standing at the entrance and gazing intently at the temple.

At the same time, inside the temple's Buddha hall, those inner disciples were still unaware of the abnormality, remaining in closed-eyed meditation.

The night was dark, with only a faint moonlight illuminating the Buddha hall.

The entire Buddha hall appeared somewhat eerie.

The Buddha statue in the very center of the hall seemed to have become somewhat malevolent, no longer so kind and benevolent.

Above the Buddha statue's head, the tattered cloth doll's eyes began to move, emitting a red glow.

Then, the doll, which had been made of cloth, transformed into flesh and blood in the blink of an eye.

It crouched on top of the Buddha statue like a reptile, its body gradually arching, its limbs on the ground, staring at the inner disciples meditating in the hall.

The cloth doll's face was greenish-black, its eyes blood-red.

It then opened its mouth.

The small mouth instantly widened to an enormous size, revealing dense fangs, like two rows of saw teeth.

Then, it extended a scarlet tongue, licked its lips, and a strange smile appeared on its face.

In the next moment, that scarlet tongue stretched out in an instant, coiling towards the nearest inner disciple.

The inner disciple, who was meditating, suddenly felt a crisis approaching and abruptly opened his eyes, reflexively turning his head.

He saw a bloody tongue rushing towards him, and his pupils contracted violently, letting out a cry of alarm as he retreated explosively.

His reaction was very fast, after all, he was a cultivator in the Eternal Life Realm.

To be able to enter a top-tier Dao tradition, one's talent would not be lacking, and coupled with being selected to participate in this experience, he was considered relatively outstanding among the inner disciples.

His retreating body created a blur, and he had already withdrawn from the Buddha hall.

However, the tongue was even faster.

As his body retreated from the Buddha hall, just as he was preparing to counterattack, the tongue had already arrived, instantly entangling him.

The inner disciple only felt that his body was being strangled by a tremendous force, as if mountains and great peaks were crushing him from all directions, his bones cracking, and even his internal organs were about to be crushed.

He wanted to scream, but he could no longer make a sound.

"Bold fiend, how dare you act presumptuously here!"

A voice of Dao resounded within the Buddha hall, transmitted from outside the temple.

It was the voice of the elders.

At this moment, they had already arrived at the temple, but they could not see the disciples inside the Buddha hall and the courtyard.

The entire area was covered by a strange field, forming an illusion array, evolving into an alternate space.

They were currently using immortal techniques to break it, but they discovered that even for them, it would be difficult to use immortal techniques to break open the field in a short period of time.

At this time, the inner disciples trapped in the field space had already awakened in shock.

As soon as they opened their eyes, they saw the long, scarlet tongue coiling their fellow disciple and heading towards the top of the Buddha statue.

On top of the Buddha statue's head was a green-faced, fanged ghost doll, which looked extremely terrifying.

"Quick, save him!"

After a moment of horror, someone cried out in alarm and immediately took action.

Some of the inner disciples were frightened by the sudden change, and their first reaction was not to save their fellow disciple, but to swarm out of the Buddha hall and into the courtyard outside.

Fortunately, there were still many inner disciples who jointly performed the Jinyun immortal technique, and the dim Buddha hall was illuminated by immortal light.

Jinyun sword energy surged and激荡, launching a fierce attack on the tongue and the ghost doll.

The tongue suffered hundreds of attacks and seemed to feel intense pain, and the entanglement force weakened.

The inner disciple took the opportunity to explode with immortal power, break free, and return to the side of the crowd.

"Withdraw from the Buddha hall!"

Someone roared, and everyone immediately retreated explosively.

In the courtyard, all the inner disciples who had come out of the Buddha hall gathered together, staring at the terrifying ghost doll on top of the Buddha statue, feeling terrified in their hearts.

"What the hell is this thing!

How could there be such an evil here? So many of us gathered here, yet we didn't notice it beforehand!"

"Can't you see?

That seems to be the earlier rag doll!

You even picked it up with your hand at the time, didn't you notice anything unusual?"

"If I had noticed anything unusual, I wouldn't have thrown it away casually at the time!"

The one speaking was the person who picked up the rag doll.

This inner disciple was also the one who was attacked by the rag doll and almost swallowed.

At this time, he had lingering fears and felt waves of fear.

Almost, just a little bit, and he would have died here!

"That's not right, why are only we here, where are the fellow disciples who were originally in the courtyard?"

At this time, they realized that the others were gone.

A shrill laughter came from the Buddha hall, it was the ghost doll on top of the Buddha statue.

It crawled back and forth on top of the Buddha statue, its blood-red eyes staring intently at the inner disciples in the courtyard.

The inner disciples felt an increasingly intense sense of horror in their hearts.

Although the ghost doll did not attack, being stared at like this made them highly nervous and uneasy.

"Everyone, don't be afraid, it's not attacking now, it seems to be afraid of so many of us being together.

As long as we cheer up and prevent it from attacking, and hold on until the elders arrive, we can resolve the crisis!"

A more calm person took the lead at this time.

Saying that, he scanned his fellow disciples.

This look was not good, his heart suddenly jumped, and he only felt his hairs stand on end!

He had already counted the number of people when he came out!

Why would there be one more person at this time!

Who is the extra one?

His eyes swept across the faces of each fellow disciple, but he could not distinguish them, and even felt that any one of them might not be his fellow disciple!

He wanted to say it, but he held back.

In this situation, if he said it, it would definitely cause panic, and if there was chaos, they would definitely be attacked by the ghost doll.

"How could it be? How could there be one more person!"

Just as he decided not to say it and observe secretly, another person seemed to have noticed that the number of people was wrong and exclaimed on the spot.

Suddenly, the inner disciples' hairs stood on end, and they reflexively moved away from the fellow disciples around them.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes, you look at me, I look at you, all suspecting each other's identity.

The cohesion just now was directly scattered.

Almost at the same time, a scream came from the Buddha hall.

A shadow rushed out, so fast that it was dazzling.

It was the ghost doll.

It launched an attack, pouncing on the Jinyun disciples in the courtyard.

Boom!

The inner disciple who was attacked hurriedly condensed his magic power to form a shield barrier.

Several people nearby also injected their magic power into the barrier at the same time, making the barrier's defensive power several times stronger.

The ghost doll crashed into the barrier, causing the barrier to vibrate, and the collapsing magic power swept around.

It screamed, frantically impacting the barrier, causing the barrier to vibrate and constantly deform.

"Join forces to suppress and kill this evil demon!"

The more calm disciple immediately made a suggestion.

Many people came back to their senses and displayed the Jinyun sword energy, forming a dense sword gang.

The dense sword energy, like a long river, galloped away and attacked the ghost doll.

A black magic shield appeared on the ghost doll's body.

All the sword gang attacks hit the magic shield and were all blocked, except for sparks, there was no effect at all, and it could not break through its defense.

At this time, the barrier constructed by the inner disciples had been severely deformed by the ghost doll's impact, with a large piece dented in, and it looked like it was about to shatter.

"Stop attacking, quickly reinforce the defensive barrier, don't let it break through!

This evil demon is strange, the sword gang cannot hurt its body, the attack is useless!

On the contrary, its attack power does not seem to be that strong, we can still defend it temporarily if we all join forces!"

The disciples who used attack methods turned to give up attacking and jointly poured magic power into the barrier, causing the deeply dented barrier to quickly rebound and return to its original state.

The ghost doll screamed哇哇and constantly impacted the barrier.

But the current barrier is very strong, and it cannot break through with the blessing of hundreds of inner disciples in the Eternal Life Realm.

"Wah—"

The ghost doll became extremely violent after failing to attack for a long time, and its jagged mouth roared out terrible sound waves, spreading like waves.

Almost at the same time, the eyes of the Buddha statue in the Buddha hall suddenly lit up with red light.

The Buddha statue, which should have been solemn and compassionate, was now filled with Yin evil energy.

Then, under the shocked and angry gaze of the Jinyun disciples, the Buddha statue moved.

The huge Buddha statue suddenly stood up and appeared in the courtyard in an instant.

The ten-zhang-tall Buddha statue was like a mountain at close range.

Its whole body was filled with Yin energy, soaring into the sky, forming black clouds in the air, blocking all the moonlight, and full of oppression.

Dong!

A deafening sound rang out in the temple.

It was a bell, suspended above the blackened Buddha statue's head.

The bell body, which should have been filled with Buddhist charm, was now filled with monstrous evil spirit.

Dong!

The big bell vibrated, quickly grew larger, and then slammed down, heavily bombarding the barrier.

The barrier vibrated violently and was impacted to sink down a lot.

The Jinyun disciples inside who were fully maintaining the barrier felt a huge shock in their bodies, only felt the blood in their bodies tumbling, and their throats were sweet, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Amitabha, the human world is not empty, this old monk vows not to become a demon!"

The Buddha statue put its hands together and recited scriptures.

Black scriptures flew out of its mouth, and the magical and evil scriptures continuously entered the big bell.

The big bell bombarded down again.

Boom!

This time, the sinking range of the barrier was even greater.

The Jinyun inner disciples could no longer bear it and vomited blood together.

"No, we have to find a way to hold on longer!"

Otherwise, if this continues, a few more strikes and our barrier will not be able to withstand it!"

"Elder, save us!"

The inner disciples of Jinyun were filled with fear, and some were on the verge of mental collapse.

Death was approaching, filling them with fear and panic.

Especially some of the privileged disciples, whose Dao hearts were the most fragile.

They had lived stable lives, and had never experienced life-or-death situations until now.

The sudden arrival of the crisis of death pushed them to the brink of despair.

… …

Inside a dilapidated mansion, Jun Wuxie's eyes were interwoven with runes, his expression solemn.

"Lord Divine, are we really not going to intervene?

The elders will need some more time to break through that illusory array space, and I'm afraid the people inside won't be able to hold on until then."

Mo Qingli secretly communicated with him through divine sense.

At this time, Deacon Li was also by their side.

"Yuan Chu, aren't you well-versed in the Dao of Inscriptions?

See if there's any way you can help the elders!

We have hundreds of people in that temple, and if anything goes wrong, it will cause no small loss to our sect's younger generation…"

Deacon Li's face was full of anxiety.

He didn't know if Yuan Chu could do it.

But he knew that Yuan Chu knew the Dao of Inscriptions, and perhaps he could help in some way. It's better to try than not to try at all.

"I'll give it a try."

Jun Wuxie said, waving his fingers to engrave inscriptions, his movements incomparably skilled, flowing smoothly.

In the blink of an eye, he had written dozens of inscriptions.

Immediately, he struck the inscriptions into the earth.

The inscriptions traveled along the earth's veins, arriving beneath the temple.

The elders, who had been attacking the field but could not find the key point, suddenly discovered that the weak point of the field had appeared.

They were overjoyed and hurriedly turned their attack to the weak point.

This time, the field broke in response.

With a boom, monstrous Yin energy rushed out of the temple and scattered in all directions.

People from other Dao lineages were alarmed and rushed out, looking at the temple in shock.

Did something happen to that temple?

What happened?

… …

Inside the temple, the field broke, the illusion disappeared, and the lost disciples suddenly returned to reality and saw the elders.

Before they could speak, they saw that there were still disciples in the courtyard who were originally in the Buddhist hall, and they were now supporting a barrier, being attacked by a Buddha statue filled with Yin煞 energy.

The Buddha statue seemed to have transformed into flesh and blood, urging a large bell shrouded in black gas, frantically attacking the barrier.

A ferocious and terrifying ghost doll was lying on the Buddha statue's shoulder, with a blue face and fangs, and blood-red eyes.

Such a scene was chilling.

"Evil creature!"

The three elders had cold expressions.

They just glared at it.

The Dao patterns in their eyes burst out, destroying everything in their path, and pierced through the large bell.

With a dong, cracks spread all over the large bell, and it fell from the sky.

At the same time, the Buddha statue was impacted and flew backwards, falling back to its original position in the Buddhist hall.

The Yin煞 energy on the Buddha statue quickly disappeared, and cracks covered the golden body.

The ghost doll let out a miserable scream and quickly turned back into a tattered puppet in the black light.

"Elder!"

The inner disciples breathed a sigh of relief, removed the barrier, and felt a sense of surviving a disaster.

With their minds relaxed, many inner disciples seemed to have been drained of their strength, and they fell to the ground with a thud, panting heavily, their faces lacking blood.

"Are you all right?"

The elders looked at the inner disciples and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that everyone was fine.

"We're fine. Fortunately, the elders arrived in time, otherwise we would have…"

"Look at what you look like now!

You're so scared by danger, it's a disgrace!

You've learned so much in the sect's Dao Academy, it's not just to teach you Dao studies, but also to stabilize your Dao hearts!

But you're so useless, your Dao hearts are so fragile!

Cultivation, cultivation, what kind of Dao are you cultivating!

Do you think that cultivation is just about obtaining power and doesn't require cultivating your character?"

The three elders looked at the appearance of some of the disciples at this time, their pale faces, their frightened looks, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

They were really too disappointed.

Many disciples came from aristocratic families, and their lives had been smooth sailing, without ever experiencing hardships, and their minds were too fragile.

Flowers in a greenhouse cannot withstand the ravages of wind and rain.

Of course, not all aristocratic family disciples are like this.

Some aristocratic families will temper their children and exercise their Dao hearts, but some will not, and they are too accommodating to their children.

Sometimes, the elders' doting on the younger generation depends on the situation and method. Blindly doting is stupid.

Protecting them too well, doting on them too much, will mostly raise a waste. Even if they cultivate for hundreds of years, tens of thousands of years, they may still be giant infants.

Such giant infants can only live in a society protected by order and rules. Once they encounter difficulties, the probability of death will increase sharply.