Ye Feng activated his Purple-Gold Divine Eyes, and a beam of purple light shot out from his eyes.
But the dilapidated temple was still unfathomable, as if it were protected by an invisible barrier.
This dilapidated temple indeed holds hidden secrets.
"You're playing tricks, Horton, get out here right now."
Ye Feng rushed over like a whirlwind, kicked open the temple door, and strode inside.
boom--
A chilling wind swept in, as if it came from hell, carrying an extremely heavy, cold, and malevolent aura.
It's terrifying; it feels like your bones could be scraped to pieces.
"Get out of my way!"
Ye Feng's transparent armor emitted boundless golden light, instantly dispelling the sinister aura.
Although many heroic warriors have died, their noble spirit will live on and their indomitable will endure forever.
They were all staunch soldiers in life, so what did they have to fear from a group of ghosts?
Inside the dilapidated temple.
The window frames were covered in dust and cobwebs.
Overgrown with weeds, a desolate scene.
There is also a dry well in the corner of the wall.
Horton's presence was felt within this great hall.
At this moment, the souls of many heroes are gradually fading.
Ye Feng must kill Horton before they disappear to appease their spirits in heaven.
Just as they were about to step inside, suddenly a series of dark figures flew out of the main hall, stirring up a cold, eerie wind.
It penetrates to the bone marrow, sending chills down one's spine.
Within the eerie wind, countless ghostly figures seemed to have opened the gates of hell, instantly enveloping Ye Feng.
When Ye Feng saw those ghostly figures clearly, his gaze sharpened, and he was taken aback.
It turned out to be a group of children.
There are both boys and girls, with an average age of no more than ten years old.
The youngest is only five or six years old.
They should be at an age of innocence and carefree joy, but at this moment they all looked like zombies, their faces pale and bluish.
His lips were jet black, and his eyes were completely black.
There is a blood-red vertical line between his eyebrows.
His tender face, arms, and neck were covered with black runes, densely packed like blood-sucking leeches, eerie and sinister.
A glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes.
He could tell that these children had been cursed and had become puppets controlled by everyone.
When he was cultivating in the Kunlun Mountains, his master had told him about the black magic of the Elephant Kingdom.
This is an ancient and extremely mysterious and eerie evil art.
A skilled sorcerer can command ghosts and spirits, borrowing the power of the underworld to wreak havoc and kill enemies from thousands of miles away.
It's impossible to guard against.
The children in front of me have clearly become puppets, controlled by the sorcerer behind the scenes.
What angered Ye Feng was that these were all kids from Daxia.
Each one possesses exceptional talent and innate ability, making them rare and promising individuals for cultivation.
It's outrageous that we're being manipulated by others!
It must have been obtained illegally by a sorcerer through some shady means.
Their malicious intent and cruel methods are infuriating!
Ye Feng's eyes burned with raging anger, and his iron fists clenched tightly, making a cracking sound as his bones broke.
Many heroic warriors were equally indignant.
"How dare you harm the people of my Great Xia!"
"It's easy to imagine how anxious these parents who have lost their children must be right now."
"Damn those sorcerers from the Elephant Kingdom, they're just like human traffickers. Ye Feng, kill them."
"Cut them to pieces, tear them to shreds!"
“I can sense that these children were recently cursed, and their life force is not yet exhausted; there is still hope for them.”
"Ye Feng, you must bring them back to China! They are the hope of our Great Xia, the flowers of our motherland, and the hope for the rise of our nation!"
Whoosh!
The children, expressionless, spat out a series of cold arrows at Ye Feng.
These cold arrows are all formed from condensed, chilling, and malevolent energy, killing people invisibly.
Ye Feng naturally wouldn't harm them. He used his spiritual energy to deflect the arrows, creating a gentle breeze that swept across the ground, taking all the children into his storage space and sealing them away to protect their heart meridians.
At the same time, they also severed their connection with the sorcerer, preventing the latter from continuing to control them.
We'll treat them gradually after we return to China.
Clang!
Ye Feng's eyes were cold as he strode forward and kicked the dilapidated door of the main hall away.
Dust flew everywhere, and spider webs fell.
"Horton, get out here and face your death!"
roar--
The Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds transformed into a violent surge of spiritual energy.
The shockwave instantly spread to the surrounding area, causing the entire dilapidated temple to collapse with a deafening roar, scattering debris everywhere.
Whoosh whoosh!
Dozens of figures rushed over like lightning, surrounding Ye Feng completely.
These were a dozen or so old monks, their faces covered with dense black runes that looked like bloodthirsty worms wriggling on their faces.
They were all dressed in tattered robes, and their eyes were sinister and cold.
They possessed none of the compassion and serenity of a monk; they were like a group of poisonous snakes.
Those children from before were being driven by them.
"Amitabha!"
The leader was an old monk, with a withered and thin figure, whose cloudy eyes emitted two evil and sinister glints.
His shriveled head was evenly marked with several ordination scars, and he carried a string of Buddhist prayer beads in his hand.
This person's cultivation level is comparable to that of a ninth-rank Martial King.
However, he practices evil sorcery, which allows him to borrow the power of ghosts and gods, making him powerful enough to sweep away martial artists of the same level.
It looks unfathomable.
"Ye Feng, Horton is my honored guest, and I will not allow you to lay a finger on him."
"But you, you trespassed into my mountain gate, destroyed my temple, and took away my spiritual child. What is your punishment?"
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