"Save her!"
Lin Bai had already planned to intervene. Now that he had received Chu Emperor's order, he no longer had any hesitation. He slowly moved the divine statue aside, then shot out of the cave in a flash.
Only after emerging from the cave did Lin Bai take in the entire situation inside the divine statue hall.
The two Northern Region martial artists accompanying Holy Son Meng Lei had already retreated outside the temple. Now, only Chu Tinghan and Holy Son Meng Lei remained inside the divine statue hall.
Chu Tinghan was gravely wounded, blood staining her robes red. Her face was pale and haggard, and she looked as though her serious injuries had yet to heal.
She was curled up in the corner. Already seriously wounded, she had now been poisoned and harmed by Holy Son Meng Lei. Her consciousness was gradually becoming disordered, and she kept crying out, "Don't come over. Don't come over," and similar things.
Before Chu Tinghan, a burly man was slowly closing in on her with a sinister smile on his face.
The appearance of this "Holy Son Meng Lei" was exactly as Lin Bai had imagined. He stood over two meters tall, with muscles bulging all over his body.
He wore nothing on his upper body. Below, he wore a beast-skin skirt woven from the hide of a ferocious tiger. His entire body radiated a wild, primitive aura!
"Don't come over... Don't come over..."
Although Chu Tinghan was gravely wounded and had been drugged with an aphrodisiac, she still gritted her teeth and maintained her sanity, shouting at Holy Son Meng Lei as he advanced step by step.
But she was incredibly weak. The voice that came from her lips was soft as a fly's buzz. Not only did it fail to