A monk was kneeling next to her at that moment. Upon hearing the voice, he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction where Jia Xitong was speaking.
"who?"
Jia Xitong slapped the empty air in front of the monk, saying, "Who is it? You can't see it anyway."
The monk was clearly startled by the sudden gust of wind. He jumped to his feet, only to be reprimanded by the older monk at the front. The two whispered amongst themselves for a while before the monk next to Jia Xitong lowered his head and sat down again.
Then the monks lowered their heads, began to strike the wooden fish in front of them, and chanted strange scriptures.
Jia Xitong could not understand these scriptures.
So she stood to the side and recorded a video of them.
However, as the monks' wooden fish drums became more and more frequent, and their chanting of scriptures accelerated, the temperature in the entire air-raid shelter began to drop, and the rapid airflow created an abnormal gale.
Meanwhile, spirits influenced by the scriptures began to fly towards this place, and then monks brought in seven unconscious women from outside.
Among these seven women, Liu Ziying happened to be one of them!
Her face was pale, and the wooden bead on her right hand had turned blood red, deeply embedded in her wrist, with blood flowing out and being absorbed by the bead.
The same applies to the other six women.
The eldest monk jumped onto the high platform and stood in the middle of the seven people, making a strange gesture.
They used human sacrifices to invoke the gods they worshipped.
As Jia Xitong looked at the altar, the life force of the seven people was being drained away, and the evil aura in the center of the altar slowly rose, even attempting to solidify into a physical form.
The monks below the stage grew increasingly fanatical as they watched this scene unfold.
Just when they thought their god was about to descend, Jia Xitong appeared and shattered their dream with a single step.
She stepped directly on the chest of the monk performing the ritual, interrupting his chanting. The surrounding monks were all shocked; how could an unidentified person suddenly appear in their headquarters?
At first, I was surprised.
Then came anger.
The surrounding believers rushed forward, trying to tear the person who had interrupted their ritual to pieces!
Then they saw Jia Xitong fly into the air and slam into the ground, an invisible force repelling everyone around her.
Some believers shouted in their native dialect, "This is not scientific!"
They never considered that what they were doing was even more unscientific.
Jia Xitong glanced at the seven people bound to the wooden planks as a sacrifice; their breathing was normal, and they were still alive. She then looked at the wooden beaded bracelets in their hands and immediately shattered the blood-sucking beads with a wave of her hand.
With a flick of his sleeve, the evil aura inside the air-raid shelter vanished completely.
The monks were all taken aback.
The cultivators' postures were more divine than those of the evil gods they worshipped.
"What are you standing there for? Seize this person who is disrupting the ritual!"
The elderly monk cried out in anguish, "She is a demon who is preventing the gods from descending to earth!" The other monks also came to their senses and tried to grab the woman with her bizarre methods.
Unfortunately, in Jia Xitong's eyes, these people were as weak as ants.
Then, as Liu Ziying regained some clarity, she witnessed an astonishing scene...
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