Primordial Yin Sends Off the Gods, Zhu Qingyou's Shock, and Where Are My Netherworld Soldiers and Generals? (Extended Chapter!)

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Zhao Xing carried its head past more than a dozen divine temples, and not one person dared stop him.

Some did call for help, though.

As Zhao Xing passed a temple called Radiant Light Mountain Lord Hall, he suddenly heard a faint plea:

"Help... help me."

A Fifth Grade priest lay sprawled across the temple threshold, half his body missing.

His face was twisted, tiger stripes had appeared on his forehead, his cheeks had split open, and downy fur covered his skin.

Zhao Xing glanced at him. The man's lower half had vanished into a black fissure.

The fissure resembled a tiger's maw, complete with fangs, and was devouring the divine light around him.

If not for the vitality of a Fifth-Rank Pure Yuan cultivator, he could never have survived with only half a body.

Radiant Light Mountain Lord Hall. So the Yin Spirit here is a beast. Zhao Xing looked inside. The altar enshrined a tiger-headed, human-bodied Yin Spirit holding a long spear, its expression ferocious.

Most divine statues looked like that: fearsome and vicious. This one had a tiger's head but looked as though someone had given it smoky eye makeup. It was downright strange.

"How am I supposed to save you?"

"The halls of Heaven River Temple have all been sealed. The gods' thoughts are in violent turmoil." Pain contorted the man's face. He seemed to have exhausted himself so badly that even his hair had fallen out.

"Please... give me a drop of your blood essence so I can suppress the evil thoughts."

"No."

Zhao Xing turned and left.

Ordinary people almost never come to worship at temples like this. Their incense offerings and faith come entirely from Great Zhou's priests.

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