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

Night fell over Miaoyin Temple, and the temple was filled with a dark and eerie atmosphere.

"Well! You guys go to the altar and get me what I need today."

"Yes, Master." Several young monks responded respectfully and then hurried towards the altar.

Abbot Miaozhi was thin and tall, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and pushed open the first door with steady steps.

As soon as he entered the door, he waved his arm lightly, and the wall fire instantly burned up. The orange flames jumped and illuminated the dim space.

He walked straight to the bed, glanced at it sharply, and immediately frowned tightly.

This room was simply furnished, and apart from the bed, there was no place to hide anyone. He thought for a moment, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he walked quickly towards the altar not far away without hesitation.

On the altar, there were some strangely shaped magical instruments, and around them were several burning oil lamps emitting strange light.

Several young monks were frantically searching for something when they heard footsteps. Just as they were about to report to Abbot Miaozhi, he suddenly asked, "Did you find what I'm looking for?"

"Master, we haven't found it yet." The young monks' voices were filled with a hint of panic.

Abbot Miaozhi walked forward, took a closer look, and his expression grew increasingly gloomy.

He noticed that the items on the altar had been rummaged through, and their placement had also shifted. His eyes narrowed instantly, revealing an icy chill as he said coldly, "Someone has been here. Search carefully!"

"Yes!" The monks hurriedly searched harder.

Abbot Miaozhi paced around the altar, wondering to himself: Who on earth could have sneaked into this heavily guarded temple?

As the footsteps of several people gradually faded away, Master Miaozhi carefully scanned the mysterious altar with his eyes, snorted coldly, and then walked away.

However, at this moment, Abbot Miaozhi suddenly smelled the scent of a fellow practitioner, which made him feel a chill in his heart.

In an unknown corner, Murong Ling'er held her breath and remained motionless.

She could clearly feel that the abbot was highly skilled in martial arts, and there was a faint strange smell emanating from his body. She thought to herself that this person might not be practicing orthodox martial arts, and any rash action would be extremely dangerous, so she forced herself not to expose herself.

Murong Ling'er quietly used her spiritual sense to observe her surroundings. She found that the layout of this temple was full of mysteries, and some of the talismans and patterns revealed evil nature.

Especially around the altar, there was a faint black airflow surging, as if devouring the vitality of the surroundings. She carefully sensed the abbot's breath, which was mixed with blood and resentment, and was definitely not the breath of righteousness.

She concluded that the abbot was practicing an extremely evil technique that required the lives or souls of innocent people to increase his power.

Thinking of this, Murong Ling'er became even more determined not to act rashly. She had to wait for the most appropriate opportunity to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

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"Are you sure you brought in five women?"

"Master, there are indeed five." The young monks' voices were in unison and firm.

Upon hearing this, Abbot Miaozhi's eyes narrowed instantly, revealing an icy chill in his gaze. He said coldly, "A woman has escaped. Seal the temple gates immediately and find her!"

"What? Ran away?" When the young monks heard this, they were panicked for a moment, but then they remembered that it was raining heavily outside and the others had all been drugged by them, so even if they ran, they could not get far.

Abbot Miaozhi was furious when he saw the monks' reaction. He scolded them loudly, "You're a bunch of losers! You can't even take care of a few women. If you can't find that woman and ruin my plan, you won't get any good results!"

Several monks quickly scattered, holding torches in their hands, and searched carefully in every corner of the temple.

"Not here!"

"Not here either!"

"Search carefully and don't miss any corner!" shouted one of the monks.

They walked through the courtyard, checking every room, even the woodshed and the cellar.

As the footsteps of several people gradually faded away, Master Miaozhi carefully scanned the mysterious altar, snorted coldly, and then walked away.

On this side, all the monks of Miaoyin Temple went out under the order of Abbot Konghe, quietly searching for Murong Linger's whereabouts in every corner of the temple.

At the same time, Chu Lingfeng, under the protection of Lin Yu and several secret guards, also quietly came to this dark room full of strange atmosphere.

The moment I stepped into the dark room, a suffocating feeling of oppression hit me.

A few dim candles flickered with faint light, illuminating the gloomy altar.

When their eyes fell on the naked corpses piled up on the altar, they were all shocked and fear instantly gripped their hearts.

The altar was connected to a large pool of blood below. The thick liquid was constantly rolling, as if some evil force was stirring it. The pungent smell of blood was so strong that it seemed to have solidified into substance, filling the air and irritating their noses and throats, almost making them nauseous.

Chu Lingfeng stared at the unknown object floating in the pool of blood. The muscles on his face twitched slightly, his expression changed instantly, and he blurted out: "Soul-eating insect!" His voice trembled with shock and anger.

"Sir, we shouldn't stay here for long. We've just checked the abbot's strength. We are no match for him."

Lin Yu's face was extremely solemn, his brows were furrowed, and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead. He never imagined that this seemingly ordinary little temple actually hid such a creepy and shocking secret behind it.

Chu Lingfeng's eyes became more and more fierce, staring at the pool of blood, as if he wanted to see through the roiling liquid to the root of all this evil.

"What kind of evil magic is this that costs the lives of so many innocent people?" He gritted his teeth and squeezed out the voice.

Lin Yu looked around, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger.

"Sir, this place exudes a strange, evil aura. I'm afraid there are dangers beyond our imagination. The way these naked corpses are placed is also very strange, like some kind of evil ritual. And this pool of blood, I wonder what kind of spell has been cast on it. The poisonous insects are lurking in it, it must be extremely dangerous."

Chu Lingfeng took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"No matter what, now that we've discovered it, we can't just sit back and do nothing. But right now, the enemy is strong and we're weak, so we have to act with caution."

Lin Yu nodded and said, "Okay, but what is the origin of this soul-eating insect, and why is it so evil?"

"I once read about the soul-eating Gu in an ancient book. This Gu is a secret evil creature of the Southern Xinjiang cult. It feeds on human flesh and blood and can devour people's souls, turning them into zombies. I guess the abbot used this Gu to control those people." Chu Lingfeng analyzed.

"What a vicious trick!" Lin Yu said indignantly.

"We must stop this, otherwise who knows how many more people will die here." Chu Lingfeng said with a firm look.