Although Wang Qiang was slowly enveloped by the black aura, he became increasingly clear-headed. He pushed off with his feet and shouted.
"Kid. I didn't expect you to know such sorcery."
The young man on the ground, seeing that his black aura was no match for Wang Qiang, realized that Wang Qiang was no ordinary person and immediately panicked.
"Who are you? You're not afraid of the dark energy."
"I am your ancestor."
As Wang Qiang spoke, he kicked the young man hard, breaking his ribs with a loud crack. The young man's screams echoed across the land.
"Ouch, it hurts so much!"
His shout broke the technique, and the black energy naturally dissipated.
Looking at the young man, his face was now sallow, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans were dripping from his forehead.
"Tell me where those women you arrested went?"
Wang Qiang bent down, grabbed the young man by the neck, and asked fiercely.
"There is a cave on the back mountain of Qiantou Township."
The young man spoke in a trembling voice.
"Let's see if you're being honest or not."
As he spoke, Wang Qiang tucked the young man under his arm and strode away with lightning speed.
It didn't take long to reach the cave the young man had mentioned. They saw the donkey cart parked outside, but its contents were gone.
This cave looks extremely tall. It's about five or six zhang high and three or four zhang wide.
Several piles of stones were placed at the entrance of the cave.
Wang Qiang lifted his leg to walk inside.
Two men dressed as monks emerged from the cave. They were tall and had ferocious faces. But when they saw the small fire tucked under Wang Qiang's arm, both monks were stunned.
"This is a forbidden Buddhist area, please leave."
One of the monks took a step forward and said to Wang Qiang.
Wang Qiang sneered twice upon hearing this.
"A forbidden Buddhist site? What a joke! Don't you even know who I am?"
To be honest, Wang Qiang was about to step inside.
The monk, who had been clasping his hands together, stretched out an arm to block Wang Qiang.
"It would be best if you stayed, lest you cause trouble."
"Get out of the way."
Wang Qiang swayed his shoulder, raised his hand, and pushed forward. The monk stumbled back two or three steps and landed on the ground with a thud.
Seeing this, the other roared and charged towards Wang Qiang.
"Where did this savage come from, daring to run wild here?"
Wang Qiang raised his hand, grabbed the other person's wrist, and then twisted his body, knocking the other person to the ground.
Looking at the two monks lying on the ground.
"Two old bald monks dare to block my way."
Wang Qiang continued walking towards the cave entrance. Suddenly, a fierce wind arose, whipping up sand and stones, obscuring the sky and the sun. Through the gale, he saw an old monk walking towards him.
The old monk had a very long beard that reached his chest. He wore a patchwork robe and leaned on a staff that reached his eyebrows in his right hand.
"Young man, you're a bit arrogant."
The old monk's voice was booming. He raised his staff, which reached his eyebrows, and struck at Wang Qiang.
"Good timing."
Wang Qiang remained still and suddenly flung the young man he was carrying under his arm out.
The old monk was caught off guard. Wang Qiang used a living person as a prop, and it was too late to dodge. He could only watch as Wang Qiang moved, and he was already in front of him.
"Old bald monk, take this!"
Wang Qiang struck the old monk in the chest with a palm strike, causing the monk to stagger back three or four steps before collapsing to the ground.
Wang Qiang ignored his fate. He picked up the staff from the ground and headed towards the cave.
Upon entering, one discovers that the cave is a hidden paradise.
The inside was brightly lit.
I walked about 20 steps further in.
They saw dozens of people sitting together, performing some kind of ceremony. Lying on the altar in the center were the missing Qin Huairu and others.
Around the machine, at eight points in each direction—east, south, west, north, southeast, northeast, southwest, and northwest—stood two guardians wielding steel knives. They roared as they saw Wang Qiang burst into the cave.
"You have trespassed into a forbidden area; you deserve to die."
In an instant, 16 protectors wielding steel knives jumped in front of Wang Qiang. Wang Qiang noticed that they were of varying ages and wore tattered cotton-padded jackets.
Their expressions were utterly crazed. It was clear these people were followers of a cult.
“Your forced abduction of women is clearly evil and heretical.”
"Don't waste words with him, go up and kill him, use his blood to appease the heavens."
One of the burly men roared and brought his steel knife down towards Wang Qiang's head. Wang Qiang's staff, however, struck first.
It hit the burly man's hand.
"oops!"
With a clang, the steel knife in Wang Qiang's hand fell to the ground. The stick in Wang Qiang's hand struck the burly man in front of him, knocking him to the ground.
Seeing that even the most skilled martial artists had been easily defeated by Wang Qiang, the others looked at each other in bewilderment, not daring to step forward.
Wang Qiang was like a god at this moment, pressing forward relentlessly.
Finally, a skinny man couldn't resist and tried to step forward, but after taking only two steps, Wang Qiang broke his leg with a stick.
When Wang Qiang looked again, the others were frightened and dropped their steel knives.
At this moment, Wang Qiang was almost close to the altar.
Wang Qiang spotted the old man driving the donkey cart at a glance among the dozens of people surrounding the altar.
He strode forward and struck the old man on the back with a stick.
The old man coughed up blood and lay on the ground.
At this moment, the leading monk stood up and looked at Wang Qiang.
"You have violated the priesthood; you deserve to go to hell."
"It's not certain whether either of us will go to hell. Today I've come to clean house for the Buddha."
Wang Qiang leaped into the circle.
He arrived at the altar and saw that Qin Huairu and the other two were breathing steadily, so he knew that their lives were not in danger, but they were currently in a coma.
"You're just not going to wake them up. Haha..."
The leading monk burst into laughter.
"ah!"
Wang Qiang was incredibly fast; even as he laughed heartily, he had already ascended to his side. He then grabbed the monk by the collar and threw him more than three zhang away.
The monk also fell heavily to the ground, but then turned around and got up again.
"I have an indestructible body."
At this moment, the remaining dozens of people also stood up and surrounded Wang Qiang.
Upon seeing this, Wang Qiang mentally recited a spell to create an illusion.
In an instant, dozens of Arhats appeared, each wielding various golden treasures.
"Ah, Buddha has appeared to us!"
Immediately, some people knelt down and kowtowed.
Wang Qiang leaped forward and arrived beside the big monk again.
Then strike again.
At this moment, the monk was no longer arrogant as before, and his body collapsed like mud.
Wang Qiang saw a sinister statue enshrined inside the cave.
He casually smashed the statue.
The dozens of people who were still kneeling and worshipping were foaming at the mouth as if they had suffered a stroke.
They all collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Wang Qiang arrived at the altar. He saw Qin Huairu, Li Man, and Chen Jing, lying head to head on the platform, forming a triangle. Although their breathing was steady, their faces were pale.
I touched a few people's hands and found that they were ice cold.
The monk just said he couldn't save them. Could he have used some kind of sorcery?
Now is not the time to think about these things, but Wang Qiang has no way to carry all three of them together, so what should he do?
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