Zhongyin Temple

"Qingqiu's lamas?"

Li Huowang recalled that Black Leather Lama with three heads and six arms, as well as the three heads that represented different methods of death.

"You mean... the Fa Sect and Qingqiu's lamas had long since been in cahoots this time?" At that possibility, Li Huowang's expression immediately turned grave.

Yu Er God's Heavenly Dao was darkness, while those Black Leather Lamas worshipped death. If those lamas intended to borrow Yu Er God's calamity and use the Fa Sect to drag the entire world into death, then the logic seemed to fall into place.

Even if the Fa Sect was a vile cult intolerable to heaven and earth in the eyes of every nation's court and Celestial Surveillance Division, in this utterly mad world, there would always be people who shared the same foul stench as those conscience-less scum.

"Not necessarily. After all, quite a few masters from Zhongyin Temple have joined Qingqiu's Celestial Surveillance Division." This was the first time Li Huowang had learned from Zheng Boqiao the name of the sect those Black Leather Lamas belonged to.

"Zhongyin Temple..." Li Huowang recalled the neatly arranged mummified corpses, half man and half sheep, that he had seen beneath Qingqiu's grasslands.

As for a sect that simply worshipped death itself, Li Huowang felt that no matter how badly he imagined them, it would not be too far.

"Then is there a possibility that this so-called Zhongyin Temple has completely taken control of Qingqiu's Celestial Surveillance Division? Perhaps Qingqiu is already under the Fa Sect's control at this very moment?"

The moment Li Huowang said this, Buddha Jade Furnace shuddered beside him. If this man was telling the truth, it was truly terrifying. Beset by troubles within and enemies without, Great Liang might well be standing at the brink