Post-Apocalyptic Rebirth: The Ghost Guanyin Transforms into a God

After the superpower reached S-level, some changes also occurred at the Guanyin Eighty-Eight Temples.

The mist that had shrouded the temples had completely dissipated, and every brick and tile of the ancient and serene Guanyin Temple was crystal clear, with eighty-eight temples stretching out in a continuous line.

The thick fog was dispersed to the very edge of the space, like a giant protective shield surrounding the grassland.

The pale moon in the sky had somehow multiplied into three, hanging brightly, bringing an inexplicable chill.

Miao Yin stepped onto the dark gray, withered grass, and with each step, a crisp sound of the soil breaking under the pressure was heard.

It sounds different from before.

She crouched down, the flames burning away the withered grass to reveal the bluish-black color hidden in the soil.

Those were human hands curled up.

The withered fingers were bent, and the black nails dug into the palms, like dried-up corpses buried in the soil, their blood drained away.

Miao Yin stared at it for two seconds before straightening up.

Some changes have occurred at her Guanyin Temple.

Some changes that have never been seen before.

—Was it caused by the crystal core of the Crimson Catastrophe?

She walked toward the temple, and the moment she stepped onto the steps, the gates of the Guanyin Temple opened automatically to welcome her master.

Dim candlelight burned silently on both sides, and in the temple, the gods and Buddhas lowered their eyes.

Miao Yin touched the candlelight with her fingertips, but did not feel the pain of being burned.

They are cold.

She knocked over a row of candles, the wax-like candles shattered on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, they were back in their original positions, perfectly intact.

It seems like a lot has changed, yet it also seems like nothing has changed at all.

All the unusual sights were taken in by those silent, dark eyes, and vanished in the blink of an eye.

Miao Yin went into the Guanyin Temple where the water was stored, took a good bath, washed away the blood and grime on her body, and changed into new clothes.

Covered in sweat, she stood in front of the mirror, carefully observing her current appearance.

"Those eyes are a bit too striking."

It's obvious at a glance that she has superpowers.

She yawned lazily.

Forget it, these things don't matter in the apocalypse.

She threw herself onto the bed and looked at her dark red, blood-red fingernails.

The power from the pink crystal core filled her sea of ​​supernatural abilities, and even after she had just vented her anger by setting off a huge fire, it was still churning inside her body.

Miao Yin closed her eyes and relaxed her limbs.

She needs to sleep for a while to let her body process all that energy.

The Guanyin Temple was quiet. Before long, Miao Yin's breathing became even. The cold power flowed through her blood to all parts of her body, silently undergoing its incomplete evolution.

He slept for three days straight.

……

Miao Yin slept peacefully in Guanyin Temple, while the people outside grew impatient.

"Snap." Tu Hao snapped the piece of wood in his hand in frustration. "It's been three days, and they still haven't come out."

He was getting impatient waiting.

Ling leaned against the RV, her long, snow-white hair tied back with a ribbon, looking neat and tidy.

She was in good condition; the snake venom had been cleared away, and the side effects of her superpower had not recurred. Her S-rank superpower made her look radiant.

"None of us can enter Ayin's space, and we don't know how she is doing."

Yan Shuzhou touched his forehead and said, "The mark of the curse is still there."

So she was not in any danger.

All they can do now is wait outside.

Fortunately, they were not short of food.

Gong Jingming unexpectedly found a lot of supplies he had found earlier hidden in the bottle tree, and there was also food and drink in the RV.

Aside from dealing with the occasional appearance of deformed people due to the previous commotion, they had a relatively peaceful three days.

However, the fact that Miao Yin did not appear still left everyone in a state of silent anxiety.

So when Miao Yin woke up and came out of the Guanyin Eighty-Eight Temple, this was the scene she saw.

Ling and You Wenwen were both leaning against the car, their eyes glazed over, seemingly lost in thought. Bai Niangzi was wrapped around Ling's shoulder.

Tu Hao sat on the steps of the car, with a pile of broken pieces of wood in front of him.

Yan Shuzhou sat in another identical spot, surrounded by several Moon-Treading Pigs. He held a small knife and was cutting the flesh of a mutated human he had captured from somewhere, throwing it to his hungry summoned beasts.

Gong Jingming and Yao Yue remained silently in the pavilion, as if they were playing a game of "Red Light, Green Light".

Miao Yin looked around and said, "Are you all cursed?"

The girl's clear voice jolted everyone out of their daze, pulling them out of their strange state.

"Sister, you're out!" Yan Shuzhou exclaimed in surprise, and with a sudden release, the knife and the mutant fell into the mouth of the Moon-Treading Pig.

The Moon-Treading Pigs exchanged bewildered glances, unsure whether to eat or not.

Miao Yin observed that many things had changed between him and her before they went in, and she began to speculate.

How long was I inside?

"It's been three days, sister, are you alright?"

Miao Yin shook her head: "Three days have already passed?"

Time flows differently inside and outside Guanyin Temple. She only felt that she had a comfortable sleep without any dreams, and she didn't expect that so much time had passed outside.

"If it weren't for the curse still being in effect, we would have been really worried sick," Ling said quietly as she came to her side.

"I didn't expect it either. Maybe this power was too strong, causing my body to fall asleep automatically."

Miao Yin waved her hand: "None of that matters. Now that I'm awake, let's leave here."

"Finally, I can walk."

Tu Hao kicked away the piece of wood under his feet, turned around and got into the RV.

Miao Yin thought for a moment and then took possession of one of the cars.

She bought a converted large RV with crash barriers on the outside and seating for nine people inside. Since there were seven of them, one vehicle was enough.

Inside the RV, there are two seats in the front row, one for the driver and one for the passenger, and a double seat in the back. Further back, there is a table and chairs for dining, and all these areas are connected.

Tu Hao gripped the steering wheel.

He didn't like having his fate in someone else's hands, and he didn't want Miao Yin to have the opportunity to drive.

Seeing that someone was driving, the rest of the people consciously went to other places.

It would take quite a while to get back, so Miao Yin took the most comfortable bed, picked up a book, and started reading.

Yan Shuzhou liked being with her, so he leaned against the bedside.

Ling then sat down at the dining table with You Wenwen.

Gong Jingming and Yao Yue then naturally sat down in the double chairs.

Meanwhile, the passenger seat next to Tu Hao was temporarily empty, which pleased him as he was spared the trouble of going to see it.

The key was turned, and the car started with a hum.

They drove towards the Sunday shopping mall.