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"": "The night was deep and desolate.
A thin layer of dark clouds floated above Elephant Mountain's summit, as though rain were coming, but the clouds gathered only over this small area.
Inside the Mountain God Temple, the Mountain God Statue seemed a little more lifelike.
People wandered along the roads at night in panic.
They wore ordinary clothes, their faces haggard and their emotions extremely unstable.
Without exception, they shared another trait: a severe deficiency of two-five essence.
All of them were residents of Auspicious Qi Town.
Zhou Sanming had not chosen to intercept and kill ordinary people. In fact, aside from pursuing Luo Bin's group, he had no intention of continuing to harm those practitioners.
The ordinary townspeople could hardly cross the Primordial River. Driven by fear, they could only scatter toward either end of the river, remaining within the Ten Thousand Mountains.
Now, all of them had been drawn into Elephant Mountain.
It was still the Mountain God Temple, but there were slight differences from the one with the lifelike statue. The Mountain God Statue Zhou Sanming saw was faded, and there were no burial mounds outside the temple.
Several red-robed Taoists stood at various positions inside the Mountain God Temple. Aside from one who had been completely drained and killed, the others were merely exhausted and weak. One, however, had empty eye sockets, with no eyeballs.
A purple-robed Taoist stood in the center of them all.
A bowl sat beneath him. Blood dripped steadily from his chin, filling a quarter of the bowl.
Zhou Sanming rested against the Mountain God Statue, entirely unhurried.
"Old bastard."
He muttered under his breath.
"Your people let me out."
"Heh, heh."
"What else is here?"
"Didn't you abandon this place?"
"What are you trying to do?"