[Buddha-Heart Lamp Transmission] Wu Song Infused with Spiritual Power; [Emergency Headband] Developed and Unveiled! (Continued)

At the temple gate stood a broken stone stele.

Although it had been badly weathered, the writing on it could still be faintly made out—

[White Horse Temple].

"White Horse Temple?"

Lin Chen stopped, a sharp glint flashing through his eyes.

He had thoroughly studied historical allusions, so he naturally knew what lay behind this place-name.

This was where Zhao Gou, the Southern Song emperor, had crossed the river on a clay horse.

Legend had it that when the Jin Soldiers invaded the south, Prince Kang Zhao Gou was pursued here. A great river blocked his path ahead, while pursuers closed in behind.

In his despair, he prayed inside a small temple.

As a result, a clay horse statue in the temple suddenly came to life, carried him across the great river, and helped him escape with his life.

That was how the Southern Song Dynasty continued.

Later, after Zhao Gou ascended the throne, he built White Horse Temple for the clay horse as repayment for saving him.

Lin Chen stared intently at that gloomy, dilapidated temple.

But now that the supernatural had revived, temples like this were instead irresistible treats to the supernatural.

Old legends often turned into some kind of terrifying reality.

Lin Chen lowered his voice.

"Be careful. Something's not right about this place."

The surroundings were far too quiet.

Even the insect chirps and birdcalls from the woods earlier had vanished.

There was only one strange sound.

Squish, squish...

It sounded like someone walking through mud in completely soaked shoes.

Or perhaps... like hooves being pulled free from a swamp.

"Neigh—"

Suddenly, a shrill, hoarse whinny came from deep within the ruined temple.

The sound was nothing like the high, ringing cry of a living horse.

Instead, it carried a muffled, icy quality, as though it