The body, enveloped in yin energy, seemed to be plunged into an endless, chilling hell.
Yang Cheng could no longer see anything around him; everything in front of him was swallowed up by darkness.
Yang Cheng took out the Ghost King Seal and immediately used Yin energy to protect his body.
Although both are Yin energy, this is Yin energy that Yang Cheng can control, so their effects are naturally different.
As he strode forward, the darkness before him vanished, and a warm, comforting Buddhist light appeared before Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng opened his eyes with slight surprise; everything before him was beyond his imagination.
Yang Chengben thought he would be in a gloomy ghost realm, but unexpectedly he was in front of a magnificent temple.
The temple appears to float in mid-air, supported by a massive floating boulder.
Inside, one can still vaguely see buildings such as the Mahavira Hall and the Zen Temple. Each hall is quite large, larger than any temple Yang Cheng had ever visited.
There wasn't even the slightest hint of the eerie atmosphere of the ghost realm here; it was as if the dense, almost tangible, yin energy outside was just an illusion.
Of course it's possible; this is the illusion.
Yang Cheng stood there for a while, then looked around. He was certain that Cui Laodao and the others had appeared elsewhere and were separated.
Even though Yang Cheng was protected by the Ghost King Seal and could move faster within the Yin energy, the others should have arrived by now.
Since they haven't appeared for so long, they must have been separated.
With his spiritual power extending a hundred meters beyond himself, Yang Cheng ventured straight into the Great Buddha Hall.
Strangely, the temple had no name, and the place where the plaque should have been hung was empty.
The main hall in the very center enshrines not a Buddha, but a Guanyin statue.
But Yang Cheng frowned as he looked at the Guanyin statue.
Because this Guanyin statue is too awkward.
Guanyin Bodhisattva manifests in countless forms in the world, such as the most common Thousand-Armed Guanyin, White-Robed Guanyin, Willow Branch Guanyin, and so on.
But the Guanyin statue in front of us is completely different from the normal Guanyin statue.
The Guanyin statue has a silk scarf on its head and peach blossom eyes, making it extremely charming.
The Guanyin statue is draped in a light veil that clings tightly to her curvaceous body. Although her hands are in a mudra, she does not appear holy at all, but rather has a seductive feel to her.
If Guanyin were carved in this way in a normal temple, it would be extremely disrespectful and an absolute heresy!
If the monks of Lingshan saw such a Guanyin statue, they would probably be so angry they'd vomit blood.
Just then, the Guanyin statue suddenly moved.
With a slight twist, the stone-like skin of the Guanyin statue transformed into a smooth, white complexion, even glowing white, emitting a cloying fragrance.
Guanyin turned her head towards Yang Cheng, and her holy and solemn voice came: "This layman, would you like to go to the Pure Land with me?"
A smile also appeared on Yang Cheng's lips: "Okay!"
The next moment, a dense aura of malevolence suddenly erupted, and the scarlet aura condensed into a demonic shadow around Yang Cheng, almost as if it were a tangible object.
The white bone spearhead of the Soul-Severing Spear trembled, and pitch-black annihilation power condensed on the spearhead before it was thrust out with a bang!
The extremely optimistic Yin seemed not to have expected Yang Cheng to be so decisive, taking action without hesitation.
She paused for a moment, then formed the Abhaya Mudra with her hands, and a faint pinkish Buddhist light emanated from it, enveloping her.
The power of annihilation is extremely domineering, enough to obliterate most forces.
However, this pinkish Buddhist light was so soft that even the power of annihilation could not erode it.
Even Yang Cheng's spear seemed to sink into cotton, becoming increasingly powerless.
The golden body of the city emperor descended with a thunderous roar, suppressing all heretical forces.
The pink Buddhist light shattered instantly, and the Soul-Severing Spear in Yang Cheng's hand transformed into the Ghost King Seal. A vast expanse of Yin energy, along with a strong sense of resentment, burst forth in an instant!
The Ghost King Seal had absorbed the Yin energy from the shadowy figure, making it several times more powerful.
That yin energy was different from normal, pure yin energy; it carried a strong sense of resentment.
At this moment, the yin energy enveloped Ji Guanyin, but it was exactly the opposite of her power, causing Ji Guanyin to scream and her skin to begin to petrify again.
Yang Cheng took a step forward and instantly arrived in front of Ji Guanyin. He threw a punch, which hit Ji Guanyin and made a loud bang.
Even with Yang Cheng's current strength, it felt as if he had struck a boulder, which shows just how strong the physical body of this Ji Guanyin is.
If someone were to succumb to the temptation and have a relationship with it, they would likely lose their life.
However, this thing seems to be somewhat weak in close combat, and it is also suppressed by the Ghost King Seal, so it can only passively accept Yang Cheng's beating.
After being hit by more than a dozen punches, the extremely optimistic symphony was finally shattered by Yang Cheng's punch, its physical body completely disintegrating, and what appeared before Yang Cheng was a broken, yellowed skeleton.
Yang Cheng walked over and glanced at the skeleton, frowning slightly.
He thought the skeleton was some kind of ghost, but it wasn't.
This was just an ordinary skeleton that was a few years old, extremely fragile, and Yang Cheng could crush it with a gentle squeeze.
Just as Yang Cheng was about to leave, he let out a soft "hmm".
He pushed aside the bones and pulled out several sheets of paper from underneath; they turned out to be several diaries.
A strange smile appeared on Yang Cheng's lips, because he always felt that the person who wrote the diary was a bit odd.
Who keeps a diary? Who would write their innermost thoughts in a diary? What you write down can hardly be called your innermost thoughts.
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