The golden-winged monster flew over Daluo Temple. From afar, it looked like a scout. The area within a thirty-mile radius of Daluo Temple was shrouded in a black fog.
It was as if a giant black wall had suddenly appeared on a sunny day. It was abrupt and eerie.
Lin Jin had yet to fully understand the black fog so he couldn't just charge in. He couldn't anyway. Not only could the black fog seal off one's aura, but it was also like a solid wall that could stop anything.
At the foot of the mountain, Lin Jin stood before the black fog. His palm was covered in a layer of crimson light. When he reached out, he could feel an obvious resistance. The deeper his palm went, the stronger the resistance.
Before this black fog, an average person would feel like they were facing a wall. Lin Jin could use his strength to step inside but he might be forced out soon enough.
It was the golden-winged monster's first time seeing such an eerie thing. After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly threw a wind blade at the black fog.
Like a stone falling into water, the wind blade only created a ripple on the black fog wall before disappearing without a trace.
"I got it!"
The golden-winged monster said, "This black fog has a unique attribute. If you're fast enough, you can go straight in like walking into smoke. But if you're slow enough, you'll be stopped."
Lin Jin's interest was piqued. He took out a stone and flicked it out. Just as the golden-winged monster said, if you were fast enough, you could enter the black fog. But if you were slow enough, you'd be stopped.
That was why the black fog had stopped the Grassy Continent's army. After all, even if they were riding on horses, they wouldn't be able to move fast enough.
"I'll take the lead." The golden-winged monster was confident. Without waiting for Lin Jin to speak, he had already charged into the black fog.
The golden-winged monster was the number one immortal monster in Liangzhou. He was powerful and had never met a worthy opponent. Hence, his confidence.
However, the enemy they were facing this time was different. Lin Jin was afraid that the golden-winged monster would be at a disadvantage. Moreover, the monster had indeed entered the fog successfully. Hence, Lin Jin called Shang'er over and the two of them used their skills to rush into the black fog.
Just in case, Lin Jin even cast Blood Light on himself and Shang'er. As they charged into the black mist, they could clearly feel a strong resistance. Based on Lin Jin's understanding, this meant that the black mist was dense but it wasn't solid. If he had to describe it, Lin Jin would say it was like fine sand.
There was enough resistance, and at the same time, it had incredible regenerative abilities. Even if one were to attack with a spell technique, they would not be able to tear a hole in the black fog.
A moment later, his vision cleared up.
Come in.
The Golden-Winged Great Demon was already standing by the stone steps in front of him, looking at Daluo Temple at the top of the mountain.
"I've long heard that the Grassy Continent's Daluo Temple is the best in all continents. Now that I've seen it for myself, it is indeed extraordinary." The golden-winged great demon praised. On the mountain peak in front, there were many temples that were stacked on top of each other. Just this aura alone could be said to be the largest in the land of Buddhism.
Lin Jin felt like he was revisiting an old haunt, but this time, he was frowning.
The last time he came to Daluo Temple, he could already hear the sound of the bell at the foot of the mountain. But now, the temple at the top of the mountain was dead silent.
Something must have happened.
"Let's go!"
Lin Jin didn't want to delay any further. Daluo Temple still had some history with him. Firstly, he had gotten to know the monks of Daluo Temple through a fight. Only after befriending them did he realize that the monks of Daluo Temple were upright and righteous.
Other than that, Lin Jin had mentioned Daluo Temple to Huo Yuan when they were in the foreign lands. Who knew that Daluo Temple had some history with Huo Yuan?
Strictly speaking, Huo Yuan was considered a grandmaster of Daluo Temple.
Lin Jin had promised Huo Yuan that he would think of a way to bring Daluo Temple to the foreign lands and expand it.
But now, something big had clearly happened.
Riding a cloud up the mountain, Lin Jin and the others soon arrived at Daluo Temple's entrance.
Usually, there would be monks guarding this place. But now that the doors were wide open, not a single monk could be seen.
Lin Jin's heart sank.
"Let's go in!"
Leading the way into Daluo Temple, Lin Jin searched around carefully. Soon, he found the corpses of Daluo Temple's monks. The area in front of Mahavira Hall was filled with dead monks.
Among them, Lin Jin could even see a few familiar rectors.
Lin Jin wasn't surprised.
Daluo Temple's eminent monks were powerful. Compared to mortals, they were definitely stronger. But compared to immortals, there was a huge difference.
Even Daluo Temple's abbot could control the four guardian beasts, and they were all Rank 5.
But immortals were still powerful enough to suppress them.
Fortunately, Lin Jin scanned the area and didn't see the abbot's corpse. This gave him a glimmer of hope.
The black fog had yet to dissipate, which meant that the Beastman Cult was still inside Daluo Temple.
"Found it!"
The golden winged monster's eyes glinted as he dashed toward the mountain behind Daluo Temple. Lin Jin and Shang'er followed closely behind.
The three of them were extremely fast, passing through the halls and courtyards. Along the way, they saw even more corpses of monks, as well as the huge craters and damaged halls and Buddhist residences left behind from the fights.
Just then, Lin Jin saw a huge Grassy Continent tiger devouring a monk's corpse in front of a damaged hall. Beside it were two people who were chatting and laughing.
Their expressions were a stark contrast to the bloody scene around them.
These two clearly weren't monks from Daluo Temple. In that case, they must be immortals from the Beastman Cult.
When Lin Jin's group noticed these two, they noticed Lin Jin's group as well.
"It's Lin Jin!"
"This is bad. Hurry up and report this to our leader."
The two immortals from the Beast God Cult were straightforward and recognized Lin Jin at a glance. However, Lin Jin wasn't alone this time. The golden-winged demon was faster and blocked the two immortals' path. Lin Jin didn't hold back either. He raised his hand and sent out a rain of blood, drenching the two immortals and the Grassy Continent's tiger.
"The death of a man-eating tiger is not to be regretted. Of the two immortals, just leave one alive for questioning," Lin Jin said. It seemed like the outcome was going to be as Lin Jin had said.
And so it was.
The golden winged monster didn't have to do anything. Shang'er didn't have a chance to either. Lin Jin took control of the situation on his own.
The ghost devourer bug in the ghostly blood immediately devoured the Rank 6 Grassy Continent tiger along with the unlucky immortal, turning them into a puddle of blood.
Only the immortal was left but he couldn't move. Every part of his body was in excruciating pain but he couldn't move or cry out. Fear flooded his heart like a tidal wave.
Lin Jin was now right in front of the immortal.
"Since you know my name, you should know what I, Lin Jin, am capable of. Answer my questions or I'll make you wish you were dead."
Lin Jin threatened with murderous intent.
The immortal probably never imagined that after becoming an immortal, he would be threatened by a mortal one day and he couldn't do anything about it.
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