Wraith-Chasing at the Desolate Temple, Infighting in the Prison

Whoosh~

### Beyond the wilderness and woods, a fierce wind suddenly rose, sending fallen leaves flying.

### When the gale dispersed, Li Yan and Fatty Lin appeared.

### Li Yan swiftly tore off the straw horse. Before he even landed, he whooshed and transformed into a ball of fire.

### As for Fatty Lin, he swayed unsteadily and, with a loud retch, vomited all over the ground.

### Li Yan shook his head slightly at the sight.

### Anxious to save someone, he had indeed used the North Emperor Swift Travel Technique a little too quickly.

### Looking up, he saw sparse moonlight and a ruined temple standing forlornly outside the village.

### The already low courtyard wall had mostly collapsed, leaving only half of a mottled mountain gate, slanting toward the night sky.

### The temple doors were nowhere to be seen. The hollow doorway was pitch-black.

### A huge hole gaped in the roof, through which moonlight leaked down, illuminating the ruined stone statue inside. Its arms and head were broken off, leaving only half a rotten body. It looked no different from any ordinary ruined temple.

### Yet Li Yan slightly furrowed his brows and signaled Fatty Lin to hide to one side.

### "There's someone inside. His martial arts aren't weak."

### He could smell a faint trace of blood hidden in the darkness behind the statue.

### Though it had been concealed with every effort, it could not escape his Smelling Mystical Power and Ear Mystical Power.

### Li Yan pretended not to know and walked into the temple step by step.

### The temple floor was covered in thick dust, but there were traces of wiping before the statue, and the fire had only just gone out. Smoke still drifted from it.

### "Whoosh—!"