Fortunately, perhaps he felt that even if the monk escaped, the temple wouldn't.
Before long, the aura of divine power spread once more. These followers were no more than Martial Artist level in strength and had no power to resist it. Their eyes soon grew unfocused, as if they had fallen into a dream.
Before long, a hunched old woman in her seventies or eighties stumbled into the temple.
Chen Shouyi looked at her.
He saw a clear, radiant glow emanating from her, invisible to the naked eye. There was no doubt about it: the God of Conspiracy and Deception had descended.
But... this had to be deliberate!
As soon as he saw Chen Shouyi, he smiled obsequiously, revealing a mouthful of... bare gums. The wrinkles on his face bunched up until he looked like a chrysanthemum. He cautiously tested the waters. "Esteemed sir, you must have seen the messenger I sent. We're all on the same side now... May I ask what brings you here?"
"Don't worry. I'm not here to kill you. I just came to ask what that thing you gave me last time was." Chen Shouyi asked with rare patience.
"It was Soul Essence from the Old Gods!" The God of Conspiracy grew even more obsequious. "It can only be found where an Old God has fallen. It's extremely precious!"
"Do you have any more?" Chen Shouyi asked.
"No, that was all I had left. I gave it all to you." The God of Conspiracy smiled apologetically.
"You really don't have any? You're a liar. I don't believe you!" Chen Shouyi said.
"I swear, I'm not lying to you. But I know where you can find some!" the God of Conspiracy hurriedly said.
He let out a malicious chuckle inside.
Go on, ask!
Hurry up and