After being exiled with her husband and children, she returned with great power to rule the world

Those monks were like wolves, their eyes sweeping through the crowd, specifically picking out those women with pretty faces and graceful figures.

Their eyes were full of greed and evil, as if the women in front of them were not living people, but objects they could manipulate at will.

Because of her outstanding appearance, Chu Yinyin was quickly spotted by them.

They rushed forward without mercy and roughly pulled the unconscious Chu Yinyin out of the crowd.

When Chu Lingfeng saw this scene, his heart was broken. He was about to resist desperately, but Murong Ling'er secretly held his arm tightly.

Murong Ling'er looked at him firmly, shook her head slightly, and signaled with her eyes that he should not act rashly.

Chu Lingfeng was burning with anger. How could he watch his sister being taken away and do nothing?

Looking at Murong Ling'er's calm and determined eyes, his clenched fists creaked, and he finally suppressed his impulse.

Chu Lingfeng stared at his sister Chu Yinyin's gradually receding figure, his eyes reddened, and the hostility in his eyes surged, as if it was about to burst out in the next second.

However, he knew that acting impulsively at this moment would only bring worse consequences, so he could only try his best to restrain himself and pray in his heart that nothing would happen to his sister.

Not long after, Murong Ling'er was also roughly carried up by the monks.

Chu Lingfeng's body trembled slightly, his teeth chattered, and veins bulged on his forehead.

He watched Murong Ling'er being taken away, and his heart seemed to be cut by countless sharp blades, but he understood Murong Ling'er's painstaking efforts, so he could only bury the anger and worry deep in his heart and force himself to remain still.

Murong Ling'er expanded her spiritual sense to observe and saw that these monks, including her, had selected a total of five women, all of whom were daughters of officials with outstanding looks among this group of convicts.

The five of them were carried roughly on the shoulders of the monks and trudged forward towards the bamboo forest behind the temple in the pouring rain.

Raindrops as big as beans fell with a crackling sound, mercilessly hitting everyone. Soon, the footprints on the ground were washed away completely, as if to cover up this sinful act.

They came to a simple bamboo house in the bamboo forest. The monk leading the way put his hand on one of the Buddha statue's eyes and pressed hard. With a "click", a hidden hole was revealed under the Buddha statue.

When the cave entrance opened, a wind with a strange smell whistled out from inside.

Murong Ling'er carefully distinguished the air in the wind and faintly smelled a faint smell of blood.

Murong Ling'er's heart sank, realizing that the matter was far more serious than she had imagined.

After entering the cave, she found it was filled with a strong evil aura. The monks took them to an altar, and the leading monk recited an obscure spell.

Murong Ling'er decided to wait and see and look for an opportunity to break the spell. She secretly used her cultivation techniques to try to resist the erosion of the evil energy. The other four women were still in a coma.

At this moment, Murong Ling'er realized that evil energy was pouring in from all directions. She knew she had to act as soon as possible. She concentrated her energy and cast a unique spell, and light instantly enveloped her whole body.

"Why are you taking so long? Put the person down quickly!" A harsh voice came from the cave, echoing in the narrow passage, making people shudder.

"Yes, sir!" the monks carrying the people responded hurriedly, their words full of awe.

At this moment, Murong Ling'er was rudely placed on a shabby bed, and then a sharp gaze unscrupulously looked her up and down.

"Well! Well done, it's top quality stuff." The man said with satisfaction, his eyes revealing greed and evil.

"But these are all fugitives. If they notice anything unusual, it may be difficult to deal with them." The person who spoke earlier said worriedly again.

"The abbot will have his own plan to deal with it. We will just follow his instructions. Why are you nagging me so much?" the visitor responded impatiently.

Until the sound of footsteps gradually faded away in the silence, Murong Linger slowly opened her eyes. The surroundings were all dark, with only a few faint breathing sounds rising and falling beside her.

Murong Ling'er turned her head and saw four girls lying beside her. She used her spiritual sense to check on them and found that they were just unconscious and not in danger of life. She did not wake them up, but turned over and sat up swiftly.

Murong Ling'er got out of bed quietly and walked to the door cautiously.

The door was closed and there was silence outside. She recalled the few words she had just heard and guessed that the mysterious abbot would come soon.

To make sure she got through it all, Murong Ling'er secretly used her Ling'er to break the door lock and gently pushed open the door.

Outside the door was a deep and dark passage with cells on both sides, and a foul smell filled the air.

At the end of the passage, a strange altar was faintly visible, and the bloody smell came from there.

Murong Ling'er walked quickly towards the altar without any hesitation.

Nearing the altar, she gently pushed open the door, and the scene inside left her dumbfounded.

In the center of the altar, two huge statues stood back to back, majestic and mysterious.

On each step, there were naked girls sitting around, their eyes dull and lifeless, as if their souls had been taken away, and they had lost all their vitality and energy.

The skin of these girls appeared as pale as paper in the dim environment, and their bodies remained stiffly seated, motionless, like lifeless dolls.

Murong Ling'er observed carefully and counted in her mind. A rough calculation showed that there were forty-four people. Including the five of them today, there were exactly forty-nine people.

Murong Ling'er's heart trembled, and she instantly understood the sinister intentions of this group of evil people.

It turns out that they want to gather forty-nine women and refine them through some evil magic to achieve their ulterior motives. Once the five of them are refined, the evil magic will be successful!

Thinking of this, Murong Ling'er felt a chill. She could not imagine how there could be such cruel and vicious means in this world. These innocent women should have had a good life, but they were imprisoned here by this group of cruel villains and were about to face a life-and-death disaster.

Murong Ling'er gritted her teeth and secretly vowed to stop this brutal crime at all costs and make the evil receive the punishment it deserves.

Murong Ling'er was about to turn around and leave when she heard a noisy sound of footsteps coming from afar. The footsteps seemed particularly clear and heavy in the silent space, as if every step was stepping on her heart.

Murong Ling'er's heart tightened, and she felt a chill rising from her spine in an instant. She knew very well that she must not be discovered now.

So she quickly looked around, her eyes anxiously searching for a place to hide.

At this moment, she caught a glimpse of a huge statue. The statue was tall and majestic, and the back seemed to provide some shelter. Without any hesitation, Murong Linger took a deep breath, flew up, and hid behind the huge statue with nimble movements.