Lord Shenxiu
Chapter 114: Diamondization of Demons (500 Extra, Subscription Requested!)

Chapter 114: Chapter 114: Diamondization of Demons (500 Extra, Subscription Requested!)

Fierce winds howled.

Upon the magic artifact, Master Yixin finished recounting his experience and then smashed a fist into his palm:

"I had originally planned to refine a magic artifact and then descend the mountain to assist that apprentice, but I didn’t expect, early this morning, that Can Yunzi’s soul lamp had dimmed, perhaps he has met with misfortune..."

"No one to teach, so he went mad with zeal?"

After hearing this, Zhong Shenxiu also felt it would be a thorny issue and offered some comfort, "The soul lamp has merely dimmed, it hasn’t extinguished, perhaps he’s just been sealed and trapped, there’s still hope..."

This soul lamp technique was a spell passed down through Yixin Temple; a lamp was lit for every cultivator who entered the temple, kept within the Ancestor Hall. If the lamp extinguished, the person was dead.

Now that it was only dimmed, it indicated there was still hope.

Luo Family Manor was close by, and Master Yixin hastened even more, so that half a day later, Zhong Shenxiu saw a small village.

Master Yixin descended from his magic artifact and said to Zhong Shenxiu, "My apprentice last mentioned investigating an old temple. Perhaps the danger lies there. What do you think, fellow Daoist?"

"Then we might as well take a look..."

Zhong Shenxiu agreed and became inspired, suddenly feeling something was amiss, "This village... seems to have no living people left."

"Could it really be so?"

Master Yixin was incredibly surprised, first uttering a spell for protection before entering the village.

Whoosh whoosh!

The westerly wind brushed by, and the sound of doors that hadn’t been shut properly flapped in the breeze.

Whether on the streets or inside the houses, all were devoid of people.

The weak wind felt lonely, making one’s scalp tingle.

"It seems Can Yunzi did something that caused a disturbance here. It’s impossible that all the villagers have disappeared together..."

Zhong Shenxiu, no longer concerned with concealing himself, released the Taiching Demon Refining Immortal Light from his body.

This spell was a True Inheritor of the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect, which could refine demons, protect oneself, and ward off all evil.

At the same time, he was ready to summon the Headless Earl and felt faint spiritual intuitions spreading out like a spider’s web.

Master Yixin’s expression turned solemn as he drew out a small peach wood sword.

He hadn’t recognized Zhong Shenxiu’s protective spell, but said with gravity, "The disappearance of an entire manor full of villagers is certainly a major incident that would shake the county. Yet the government hasn’t sent anyone, perhaps the news hasn’t spread within these two days..."

"My thought is to check that dilapidated temple."

Zhong Shenxiu nodded, stepping onto the ground paved with Qingshi stones, and walked slowly forward.

Suddenly, his spiritual intuition was triggered, and he reached out to grab.

A sheet of grass paper, whirling in the air, was caught in his right hand and gently unfolded.

It was indeed inscribed in a childlike scrawl with several segments of nonsensical scripture—full of misspellings and errors—truly enough to make one dizzy at a glance.

"Eh? Something’s not right!"

With a glance, Zhong Shenxiu suddenly felt as if the pitch-black strokes on the paper turned into wriggling insects.

His intuition was triggered again, and visions began to appear before his eyes.

There was a pale-faced scholar with bloodshot eyes, endlessly reading from a book day and night.

The scene shifted, and the scholar’s expression grew zealous as he used his blood as ink to copy the scriptures.

The scene changed once more to an interior like that of a rural workshop, where pages printed from carved woodblocks were being baked, aired...

Among the countless carvings laid out on the table, there seemed to be one damaged block with an error.

Those erroneous words actually combined to form a phrase.

No! It was the name of a scripture—"Black Lotus Venerable’s Scripture of the End of Dharma"!

...

"Fellow Daoist! Fellow Daoist!"

Zhong Shenxiu heard Master Yixin calling out to him and took a deep breath, becoming alert once more.

"fellow Daoist, when you saw this straw-paper just now, you became so bewildered that I almost thought you were suppressed and was about to use the Heart Clarity Spell or a spell to relieve suppression to save you..."

Seeing him regain consciousness, the old Daoist also let out a sigh of relief and asked, "What is so miraculous about this paper?"

"There isn’t any spell attached to it that confuses the mind, but it has been tainted by a trace of strange and sinister aura... or rather, it seems somewhat similar to the powers of those Western Evil Gods..."

Zhong Shenxiu gave his judgment, "The Black Lotus Venerable behind this, I fear, is not someone you and I can handle."

"How would I dare to hope for so much? I only wish to save my disciple and then seal up the Yixin Temple. At most, I’ll send a letter, leaving this matter to the Luo State Government to resolve..."

Master Yixin frantically waved his hands.

"That’s exactly what I was thinking. Let’s take a look at the dilapidated temple and then leave."

Shenxiu nodded in agreement.

He had a premonition that the fate of Master Yixin’s disciple was more likely grim than not.

A deserted village with no one around, there were no noteworthy clues; both their feet moved swiftly, soon bringing them to a dilapidated temple.

The signboard of the temple had long since flown away, who knows which household had taken it to chop up for kindling. The other doors and windows were similarly gone, leaving only frames that looked like they could collapse at any moment, clearly abandoned for a long time, with no sign of which deity was worshiped inside.

Zhong Shenxiu and Master Yixin, both cautious men, did not rashly enter but simultaneously activated the Spirit Eye Technique to peer inside the temple.

The dilapidated temple was small, allowing for a clear view from front to back. At the altar in the grand hall right inside the entrance was an eight-foot-tall statue that was probably a Buddhist Sect protector Vajra.

With bulging muscles and holding a ritual bell, the statue was in a wrathful pose, but due to long neglect, all the golden paint on its body had flaked off, leaving a layer of dark ash.

"Everything inside the temple seems normal."

Master Yixin looked somewhat disheartened.

If there were no clues, where could he go to search for his second disciple?

"Let’s go in and take a closer look..."

Zhong Shenxiu, however, felt something was off, but this place was just a small locality. As long as it wasn’t a stronghold of the Black Lotus Sect or something similar, he wasn’t too fearful.

The two of them, one in front of the other, walked into the temple.

At this moment, as a "Pastor", Zhong Shenxiu touched his brow, his intuition growing even stronger.

’Death, death... This place is filled with a rich aura of death... The end of those villagers is likely death... But to die so many at once, where would their souls have gone?’

With a bit of doubt, Shenxiu looked at the Vajra guardian statue.

Crack!

Crack!

A slight cracking sound was heard.

Master Yixin suddenly looked up, his gaze turning to that deity.

Upon the clay-sculpted features of the deity appeared spider-web-like cracks blooming everywhere, fragmenting bit by bit to reveal the face of a man in his thirties.

He suddenly froze, tears streaming down his face, "My disciple..."

"Is this Can Yunzi?!"

Zhong Shenxiu also looked at the face.

At this moment, the flesh on the face writhed, and a third eye abruptly opened in the center of its forehead!

On his cheeks, strands of black whisker-like hairs bored in and out like tiny worms.

Boom!

The Vajra Guardian God Statue shattered, and the clay-like substance fell to the ground, giving off a strong smell of fresh blood, making Shenxiu feel as if he was witnessing blood-made flesh.

The last thing to emerge before his eyes was a monster!

The chest of Can Yunzi was exposed, upon which were several faces of pain and distortion, almost covering his entire body.

Just one glance inflicted a sensation of splitting headaches upon the observer.

’Went amok during cultivation? A partial and inferior form of immortal transformation? How did he become like this? Influenced by higher beings?!

One thought after another flashed through Zhong Shenxiu’s mind.

In the meantime, sequences of illusions appeared before him, causing him momentarily to lose himself.

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