Yae Sakura carefully inspected the corpse of the blue-faced demon before her, as well as the surrounding area, but she found no trace of its soul.
However, she discovered that this blue-faced demon was not an ordinary wild yokai. It seemed to have been raised in captivity. It was similar to a shikigami, yet different from a normal shikigami. Yae Sakura found a talismanic mark on its back.
"These yokai didn't come here on their own. Someone is controlling them."
Who could it be?
If Yae Sakura had not been certain that Onigumo had long since been killed by her, then Naraku would naturally have been the most suspicious. But Naraku could not possibly have been born.
Only he liked using such methods...
After memorizing the mark on the blue-faced demon's corpse, Yae Sakura casually waved her hand. Ice froze the corpse, and the next second, it turned into tiny shards of ice and vanished.
When they returned to the temple, the stench of blood once again filled their noses. The corpses of yokai and monks lay everywhere... Blood had dyed the entire temple red.
Kikyo had already dealt with the remaining yokai. Though the yokai here were not weak, they were still nothing worth mentioning to Kikyo and Yae Sakura.
At the very least, only great yokai could catch their attention. And how many great yokai could there be in this world?
Looking at Kikyo ahead of her, Yae Sakura saw that she was checking the monks' breaths one by one. Her expression was calm, but it was obvious that she was in a poor mood.
"Kikyo, are you all right?"
"I'm fine, but they're all dead. We were late again." Kikyo shook her head. She had checked the breaths of most of them already. They were all dead.