Chapter 17: Corpses everywhere, shocking the world



In the Yuelai Inn under Jinshan Temple, a long sword was placed on a small table near the window. Next to it sat a man in a white gown with tall eyebrows and a black ring on his right hand. He looked at the food in front of him without eating a single bite.

The man picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine, "Uncle Fu, the inheritance of the Sword God you mentioned is really in Jinshan Temple."

"Of course, Jinshan Temple had not been built a thousand years ago, and this location is where the Sword God's coffin is. According to the old ghost's personality, he will definitely leave behind a legacy." The ring emitted a green light, but the voice sounded weak.

"But Jinshan Temple is heavily guarded and filled with experts. How can I get in?"

Uncle Fu in the ring did not respond. The last time he teleported Zhao Li, he had already consumed a lot of his mental energy. Now he was so weak that it took him a long time to even speak a word. There was no way he could help Zhao Li.

Zhao Li narrowed his eyes and a hint of surprise flashed across them. A smell of blood came from outside the doors and windows, and the direction it came from was Jinshan Temple.

Although Yuelai Inn is just below Jinshan Temple, it is still more than ten miles away. The fact that the smell of blood can drift here proves that a major change has occurred in Jinshan Temple.

He picked up the sword and disappeared in the inn in an instant. When the waiter saw the guest disappear, he was about to shout "shopkeeper" when he saw a silver ingot on the table where Zhao Li was sitting, and he picked it up.

Zhao Li flew quickly towards Jinshan Temple. There were many people along the way, even some Martial Emperors were flying towards Jinshan Temple. The smell of blood was so strong that even ordinary people could smell it.

Countless figures from all directions rushed towards Jinshan Temple. Even some ordinary people in the back were running in the direction of Jinshan Temple.

Everyone quickly ran to the gate of Jinshan Temple and saw two bodies lying on both sides of the gate. The heads and bodies were separated, and it was obvious that they were chopped in half by a knife.

One person exclaimed, "These two were the monks in charge of reception at Jinshan Temple. They had at least the cultivation level of a Martial King. Yet, they died at the gate of the temple. What on earth happened to Jinshan Temple?"

Everyone smelled the increasingly strong smell of blood wafting out from inside, and without saying anything, they stepped into the mountain gate together.

As soon as you enter the mountain gate, the strong smell of blood hits you in the face as if it is real. What comes into view is corpses all over the mountain, body remains everywhere, and even a bloody river flowing on the ground. It is like walking into hell.

“Ugh…Ugh…”

"Ugh--Ugh..."

Some female practitioners immediately squatted on the ground and began to dry heave. Suddenly, they screamed while he was retching. It turned out that there was an eyeball lying alone on the ground where they vomited.

Although the cultivation world is cruel, it is hard to accept such a bloody thing all of a sudden. Even some experienced martial arts masters frowned. The scene in Jinshan Temple was really too tragic.

"Who is so bold as to come to Jinshan Temple to kill people? Aren't they afraid of being killed by the holy monk...ah, how is it possible..."

A martial arts master was about to say something, but suddenly stopped, pointing in one direction and shaking his finger.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw a two-meter-tall monk kneeling on a piece of ruins. There was a round hole in the monk's heart, and his eyes were not closed yet. They were full of hatred, but there was no life in them.

There were cries of surprise all around, "How is it possible? Who can kill the Uncontrollable Saint Monk..."

"Even the holy monk was killed. Did the Jinshan Temple get emptied out?"

"It's impossible. Even if Saint Monk Wufa is dead, there is still Saint Monk Wuwo. He is a figure on the Heavenly Ranking and a master of the Martial Emperor Realm. Who on earth has such courage?"

Continuous sounds of surprise were heard, and everyone was shocked by Wu Fa's death. You know, Wu Fa was the second best expert on the Earth List, and it was very likely that he would break through to the Martial Emperor realm within ten years. Now, his heart had been dug out and he died in Jinshan Temple.

Several Martial Emperors were the first to calm down and slowly walked towards the interior of Jinshan Temple. Zhao Li followed them.

There were dead bodies everywhere along the way, including many eminent monks who were well-known in the outside world, such as the holy monk Wukong who was ranked tenth on the Earth List, the holy monk Wuxuan who was ranked seventeenth on the Earth List, Master Liaofan who was ranked third on the Human List, and so on.

Just when they arrived at the main hall door, several Martial Emperors in front suddenly stopped, trembling all over. Zhao Li looked in the direction they were looking, and even Zhao Li was frightened and trembling. There was a large stone tablet in the direction they were looking, about ten meters high, and the selfless monk who was known as a master of the Heavenly List and the Martial Emperor realm was nailed on it with a sword. He was covered in blood and had no breath.

On the stone tablet were written a few blood-red characters: "Follow the leader's order, first massacre Jinshan Temple..." In the lower right corner were a few smaller characters: "The Demon Cult's Lotus was established."

"It turned out to be the Demon Cult. It really is the Demon Cult. How dare they massacre Jinshan Temple? Aren't they afraid of the counterattack of the righteous?"

"Yeah, does his demonic sect really think they are invincible?"

One of the Martial Emperors bowed to the people beside him and said, "Everyone, I have to go back to the sect to report the news immediately. I will take my leave now."

After saying this, he turned around and rushed out of Jinshan Temple. The other Martial Emperors also quickly left Jinshan Temple. This news must be spread as soon as possible.

In the evening, the entire Jinshan Temple was deserted except for the smell of blood.

A figure appeared in the main hall, carrying a long sword behind him, "Uncle Fu, are you sure the Sword God's inheritance is down there?"

"Don't worry, Zhao Li. I can smell his scent. You can enter his mausoleum by crushing the beads in your hand."

Zhao Li crushed the beads in his hand when he heard that. A faint spatial fluctuation surrounded him. Zhao Li looked at the selfless monk on the stone tablet not far away, feeling mixed emotions.

Not long ago, he was still thinking about how to enter Jinshan Temple, and even thought about how to transfer the holy monk Wuwo out of Jinshan Temple, so that he could sneak in without being noticed.

Unexpectedly, he entered Jinshan Temple openly within half a day, but the price he paid was the destruction of the entire Jinshan Temple.

Before Zhao Li could think about anything more, a whirlpool formed in the space and swallowed Zhao Li directly. The whirlpool slowly calmed down and all images disappeared.

Not long after Zhao Ligang disappeared, there was a slight noise under a collapsed side hall nearby. The sound became louder and louder, and finally broke through the ruins. Two figures crawled out from inside, one was a monk in a monk's robe, and the other was a woman in a green shirt.

The woman's face was covered with tears, and she kept crying. The monk next to her also had a sad face, but he still spoke up to persuade her, "Please accept my condolences, donor."

After hearing this, the woman stopped crying and looked at the monk, "Master Liaoyu, everyone is dead, including my senior brother. Why is this happening?"

"I don't know why, but the evil cult slaughtered my Jinshan Temple. Sooner or later, I will take revenge."

"Master Liaoyu, I'm going back to the Dayu Dynasty to look for my master. Will you come with me?"

"No, I have to bury everyone in the temple, and then I will travel around the world to practice the art of exorcising demons."

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