Behind the door, wisps of blue smoke curled upward, and the evils rose into the air, ascending to ultimate bliss; all that remained was a broken clay idol, transformed from a god or devil, that fell to the ground.
The great door stood in utter silence.
Behind the door, round imprints of evil ashes were seared onto its surface.
Whoosh!
A wind blew past, sending the ashes drifting, rising, and floating away into the distance.
On the Five-Colored Altar, Wang Quan sighed. "I thought your temple would be something impressive."
"Who knew... with the combined support of my four great reserves-the Five-Colored Altar, [Deliver Others], [Deliver Myself], and Drowning Water-it would prove so utterly unable to withstand a single blow?"
"You really disappointed me!"
Silence!
Throughout the vast village, over a thousand evils standing amid the ruins were utterly silent.
They stared blankly at the ruined temple and the solitary door, their scant brains working furiously as they tried to understand everything before them.
But... they simply could not understand!
Because Wang Quan's methods had completely shattered their ingrained understanding, which had endured for thousands, even tens of thousands of years.
Without raising a pole in rebellion, a living being had actually destroyed a temple.
"Even if this fiend is a legendary Golden Core, he shouldn't be able to destroy a temple!"
"The higher your cultivation, the stronger the temple's defenses become."
"How could he break through the temple's restrictions?"
Their brains could not figure it out.
The two-headed youth could not figure it out either.
But his ancestors had caught snakes and managed to sneak bites of fresh snake meat, so by the time their line reached his generation, his brain worked far better than those of the other evils.
Boom!
He jumped down from the three-headed snake, picked