Chapter 72: Hellfire, the Ten Kings' Judgment
It was 11 pm at night.
They had finally arrived at the undeveloped area of Qishan.
From here on, Ling Xiaoxuan would lead the way.
Entering this treacherous area, they would face unimaginable dangers.
Cliffs, rugged roads, and the risk of falling into natural pits covered by vegetation were ever-present.
Just now, one of Ling's bodyguards almost fell into a naturally formed funnel-shaped pit in the ground.
A rock fell in, and there was no echo for a long time, indicating its terrifying depth.
To prevent Ling Xiaoxuan from any accidents, Qin Ruan walked ahead of her while holding her hand.
The puppets behind them were closely following, trying to conceal their tracks.
The wind blew gently, and a putrid smell entered their nostrils.
They were getting closer.
Qin Ruan knew that they were being watched by evil forces, waiting for the right moment to attack and take them all down.
She released a faint power of the underworld all over her body.
But the current location was not suitable for her to use it, and it was not the right time to subdue them.
The power of the underworld was bestowed upon her by the king of the underworld, and it could make all evil creatures keep their distance.
At first, Qin Ruan was afraid of scaring them away and missing the chance to prolong her life.
However, she did not expect that the evil forces would be more excited when they sensed the presence of the power of the underworld, and they focused their attention on her with an insatiable appetite.
Qin Ruan's footsteps were steady as she moved forward, with a hint of sarcasm in her lowered eyes.
She had a deep understanding of the saying, "those who have something precious must be punished."
The ability she had now could both protect her and bring disaster upon her.
Qin Ruan had almost forgotten that she was now a coveted prize.
If the evil forces consumed her, the ability she possessed would be transferred to their host, and even create an extraordinary destiny.
The temptation was irresistible.
Although the evil forces feared the power of the underworld, Qin Ruan's power was too weak to make them think of her as anything other than prey.
After suffering for hundreds of years in agony, she had finally crawled out of hell and transformed into a new person.
How could she be so vulnerable and become the evil forces' prey?
The power of the underworld, the flames of the abyss, the decree of the Ten Kings of Hell, all converge within her.
All evil spirits in the world will bow down before her.
"We've arrived, that's the abandoned temple up ahead."
After nearly two hours of walking, guided by Ling Xiaoxuan, they finally reached their destination.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and followed her pointing finger to see the abandoned temple, faintly glowing in the distance.
Qin Ruan looked up at the dilapidated temple, emitting a faint light, and her expression changed.
Hidden within the dense forest, the abandoned temple was shrouded in thick black mist, with a strong and intense grudge.
Most of the other celestial masters had no knowledge of this place and even showed a sense of relief upon arriving.
However, one person, just like Qin Ruan, was staring at the temple with a frown and an unpleasant expression.
That person was Qiao Jiu's master, Qiao Nanyuan.
"We've finally arrived, my legs are about to break." Qiao Jiu walked over to Qin Ruan and Ling Xiaoxuan.
"Let's go in, the temple has a large interior, and we can rest there." Ling Xiaoxuan was oblivious to the situation and happy about the glowing light coming from the temple.
The light inside indicated that their former teammates were still there. As long as they could bring them out, the trip to Qishan would be complete.
If Qin Ruan knew what Ling Xiaoxuan was thinking, she would say two words - naive.
Qishan was home to many evil spirits, and most of the demon beasts carried intense grudges that should not be underestimated.
Their safe arrival was just a game between the hunter and the prey. If they wanted to leave intact, they would need to exert considerable effort.
The group headed towards the abandoned temple, intending to rest their feet after walking for several hours on the mountain road.
(End of chapter)
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