The powerful aura of the Ninth Realm radiated from the old woman, and with just a slight display of skepticism, that domineering and terrifying pressure pinned the fair-skinned woman in white so she could not stand.
With a plop, she knelt humbly on the snow.
In the old woman's eyes, the aging holy maidens and holy envoys on the sacred mountain were spent goods, cheap as ants and dust, to be disposed of at will.
She said trembling, "Reporting to the Sha Family Great Immortal, Qiu Ling went last night..."
"Truly bad luck, then you had better hurry inside and do the job well even if you are alone!"
The elder of the Sha surname waved with disgust, mighty power fluctuating as she pinched out a divine seal. The seal, resembling a blurred human face, landed on the temple doors behind.
The temple doors opened silently, revealing a dim and shifting space inside. Looking inward from outside the door, thousands of oil lamps seemed to float within the temple, yet their flames flickered without wind like living things, making the interior look all the more like a hell of netherfire.
Deep within the countless lamplights, a massive Buddha statue sat quietly in cross-legged meditation.
The fair-skinned woman in white climbed to her feet, untied her cloak, and meticulously straightened her attire, making sure there was nothing amiss before she crossed the temple threshold with a pounding heart.
Whoosh!
Just as she crossed the threshold, a wisp of strange wind also swept quietly past her shoulder.
The thousands of oil lamps suspended at varying heights within the temple suddenly dimmed in an instant, leaving only a single speck of light at each wick, resembling countless ghostly pupils looking toward the door.
"Hm?" That Sha Family elder felt somewhat suspicious and was