The blue mist swirled and formed into shapes, becoming a God Spawn.
This sight was something Hengsheng had witnessed many times since stepping inside the rift.
The blue mist continuously spawned the God Spawns, rendering this place swarmed by countless God Spawns. There were probably more than a million of them swarming here.
However, Hengsheng was not afraid of them at all. Instead, he saw them as a massive trove of treasure. His right eye saw them as System Points, and his left eye saw them as XP.
If not for his mission taking priority, he would have already fought them all to claim his reward.
"How do we get in there?" Jian Zixuan asked, staring at the temple in front of him.
Hengsheng's eyes narrowed as he sent his Divine Sense to investigate the temple's interior. The result was not good.
The blue mist, even though it did not obstruct their eyes, heavily obstructed their Divine Sense, so they could only rely on their eyesight.
"We go in the front gate," Hengsheng said.
Jian Zixuan nodded, and he led the way.
The temple before them was tall and massive. It was not like one that had just been built but an ancient ruin. The walls were broken and decayed, yet they still radiated a sacred aura.
When they reached the front gate, they found no one guarding it. In fact, they didn’t see anyone at all—not even a God Spawn roaming around.
"This is the trap?" Jian Zixuan said.
"I don't know but they shouldn't know that we were here," Hengsheng said.
Yunsu, who had been silent atop Hengsheng's head for a while after we were inside the rift, sniffed the air at the front gate. Suddenly, her fur stood up.
"Hiss!" Yunsu hissed, feeling threatened.
Hengsheng gazed at the cat and he asked.
"Yunsu, what's wrong?"
"Meow…." Yunsu noted as she smelled a terrifying scent inside the temple.
Hengsheng's expression was grim.
"A powerful being?" Hengsheng asked.
"Meow…" Yunsu cries, saying that it was likely the case.
Hengsheng frowned. He knew that Yunsu was extremely powerful—she was OP as hell, even 10 current Hengsheng might not be able to match her power—but something inside the temple had made her feel threatened?
It was hard to believe.
"Fellow Daoist Jian, Yunsu told me that something dangerous inside," Hengsheng said.
Jian Zixuan's eyes narrowed. He knew how strong Yunsu was—a Demon Beast that succeeded in comprehending the Dao. She likely possessed a Divine Bloodline, which was the only explanation for such a feat. But even with that, if she said something was dangerous here, it meant it was dangerous by her standards, which was deadly to someone like him.
"Let's be careful. I'll lure them away while you stay hidden and focus on retrieving the elemental seal. What do you think?" Hengsheng suggested the plan roughly.
Jian Zixuan nodded in agreement.
"Understood, Fellow Daoist Hengsheng. I'll stay hidden and focus on the element seal." Jian Zixuan said.
With the role concluded, Hengsheng exited his concealment mode, and then stepped into the ruined temple gate.
An unfamiliar sensation enveloped him immediately, as the atmosphere inside the temple was different from the outside, as if it were a different world.
He sensed that Heaven and Earth's Qi in this place were especially weak for some reason.
Most importantly, the Laws inside this place were not the same as outside it felt more like the Laws that he sensed from the God Spawn.
He assumes he might really enter the other world not just metaphor.
Before he could think any further, he felt something invade his mind.
"Hm…Faith Whisper…" Hengsheng murmured.
Yunsu noticed the whispers as well. She was completely fine because of the Dao Essence within her, but she worried for Hengsheng. She tapped her paw on his head and sent her Qi, mixed with Dao aura, to eliminate the whispers' influence on his mind.
The warm sensation enters Hengsheng's body it quickly expels the foreign aura out of him.
"Thanks," Hengsheng said. He also looked back at Jian Zixuan to ensure he was okay, but he saw that Jian Zixuan didn’t seem to notice the whispers at all, as if they had never reached him.
This must be due to the sect's artifact that protected the sect disciple's mind, as Jian Zixuan told him.
Hengsheng continued to walk in the direction of the element seal that Jian Zixuan had pointed out to him.
On the way, he spotted corpses of humans wearing black robes with black masks—the cultists.
"Are they killing each other?" Hengsheng examined the corpses and found what cause had killed them. Their blood and energy had been sucked out, leaving them as dry husks.
He kept his suspicions to himself and moved forward.
This place was silent, as if there were no people.
Hengsheng frowned as he moved forward. He did not see any living cultists at all; only their corpses were found, as if all of them were already dead.
Hengsheng had already found more than a hundred dry corpses along the way. He was pretty sure something had happened here. He thought about one thing when he saw a scene —a demonic art.
The scene he saw here was no different from what he had read in the clan's book about a demonic cultivator. They practiced demonic arts, arts that involved the Heavenly sin.
The Heavenly Path was the mainstream way of cultivation and living that the Heavenly Dao heavily promoted to convince people to follow.
However, the Heavenly Dao was not a very good fellow, if it were a person, its neutral stand between virtue and sin.
Whether people under heaven chose virtue or sin, Heaven would reward them accordingly as long as they followed the Heavenly Path.
The Heavenly sin was one of the routes of the Heavenly Path—the demonic one that pursued quick and easy power, This path often involves harming people in order to advance. or even harming oneself. mostly walked by those born with no or low cultivation talent or those naturally born as murderhobo psychopaths.
However, quick and easy power was not without a drawback, as they had to bear the weight of the sins they committed along their path as well.
'These scumbags often have a hard time when it is time to attain the Dao.' Hengsheng thought.
Hengsheng walked past multiple passages and halls before finally reaching the heart of the temple. It was the only place that seemed to have no damage, not a ruin like the others—a hundreds-meter-tall pyramid-shaped building hall.
'This building is about 500 meters tall. It's so large,' Hengsheng thought. He was quite used to how large buildings in this world could be, but he still had a bit of the mindset of an Earthling and couldn't help but feel amused every time he saw a massive structure.
Hengsheng observed his surroundings and found hundreds of corpses—a pile of dry corpses stacked together into the small mountain of corpses not far from the hall.
Surprisingly, the hall itself was clean, with no traces of battle or blood staining it, despite the obvious bloodbath that had occurred here, as evidenced by the pile of corpses.
Hengsheng could not sense anything inside with his Divine Sense, but even he knew that the enemy was there with the elemental seal.
He further examined the hall's walls. It was built with thick stone, and the entrance was small and narrow—5 meters tall and 2 meters wide. It was small despite its large structure, with no windows.
Hengsheng recalled the memory of his past life.
'This temple clearly was a Hindu temple, what is it called? Mandir?' Hengsheng thought.
This place must be a sacred chamber where the main deity's idol is enshrined—the Sanctum Sanctorum.
Without more hesitation, he stepped inside the sanctum's entrance.
The first thing he saw inside the sanctum was that he appeared in a sea of stars, as if he were standing in the middle of the vacuum of space. Billions of stars shone brightly in the distance.
He looked ahead and saw three statues of gods. They were huge, bigger than planets, emitting a sacred aura, and he recognized them. They were the statues of Brahma, Vishnu, and Shiva—The Trimurti.
'What the hell?' Hengsheng was shocked by the scene.
He looked down at his feet and found that he was standing on an invisible platform. Then, he looked behind him and saw the exit door. Stomping his foot down with a little force, he sensed a hard sensation, like stone.
"This place is like an illusion," Hengsheng murmured.
"You are right, This place was an illusion." The voice rang from the distance.
Hengsheng's eyes turned sharp as he gazed in the direction the voice came from.
He found a man with light skin, standing 5 meters tall, fierce-looking, with two fangs protruding from the top of his mouth and curving upward, and sharp, claw-like fingers holding a large battle axe with one hand.
This man clearly not a human, more like a demon.
Despite the demonic features, Hengsheng recognized the features on the man's face. There was no doubt—this was Jin Da-Shan.